Marcus Canty

Marcus Canty - 911 lyrics

rate me

Pour up drink, like it’s your birthday

She all on me, she want that trophe

Thinking like a winner ‘cause she tryin to get the figures

Catching out , put that keys in that pin to that bank account

Pretty cool, pretty fly, but can you make it bounce

A country girl from the south that’s how her mama taught

Bank kid then hit the bank, she gotta make it count,

Ticket girl, take your rob, now she don’t wanna stop,

Spinning dough, spinning cash, here around the house,

Dollar sign she seeing double, it’s time to think quick

‘cause somebody’s in trouble. Bye

Chorus:

Somebody call the police, police

‘Cause shawty so bad call 911,

But she killin you, shawty been killing you,

She killin you, shawty been killin’ you

Somebody cal the police

Body committing murder the stud one,

She killin’ you, shawty been killing you,

She killin you, shawty been killin’ you.

Shout out, wide out, I make her bout out,

Miss freaky, plus super freaky,

I make the tap out, she searching one me, going clutchy

Throwin’ benz is nothing baby

Have you ever made love, so we’re throwin in the rap round?

How many drinks you take to make the bad girl?

Say you’re not a sinner, what a sad girl?

Savin’ to your male, but I’m glad girl

I got a license for that crooky call that ..

Better better feel good in that Lamborghini,

Speeding going fast man it’s hard to see me,

Hating on me hard then they wanna beat me,

Girls coming fast I got this studies and jumpin

From the forth of the ceiling,

They can say what they want they don’t know how we’re livin’

I feel then turnt up, super turnt up,

Bad things on my team, getting worked up yeah.

Chorus:

Somebody call the police, police

‘Cause shawty so bad call 911,

But she killin you, shawty been killing you,

She killin you, shawty been killin’ you

Somebody cal the police

Body committing murder the stud one,

She killin’ you, shawty been killing you,

She killin you, shawty been killin’ you.

Her legs dare me, murder suicide stress don’t hurt her

When she walked upon me, got a little nervous,

She can take my money from me, like a burglar.

And never seen again, a smooth criminal, missing the action

Partying every night, you wish you was having this,

I’m tipping the baddest, I’ve been f*cking the fastest

She got me strong, light it up, pass it, blowin’ strong

She feel that some, type away she want this long,

Now guess some more fix on the back so we can be done

So we can be done, so we can be done.

[Chorus:]

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