Max B

Max B - Poodie lyrics

rate me

Uh, yeah

It's ya boy Boss Don Biggavel'

'Bout to bring ya that wave

So street, so wavy

Got these niggaz bobbin' and weavin'

Oh man, 16000 the first week

Verse 1:

What kinda muthafucka black-ball a nigga off YouTube

I can tell ya who, baby I got new shoes

Ridin' on the wave like knarley, kill that nigga probably

I tell all the bitches my name Charly, Bobby

Whitney, niggaz tried to hit me

Nigga my only fear is God should come and get me, quickly

'Fore these Bergen bitches try to put a nigga on a death list

My crew they gettin' restless

Fuck it, I ain't never goin' back (never)

They gon' have to find me like Sadaam, got Bigga tatooed on my arm

Got Al Pac, he's a rider, he ready to squeeze on my command

I'm 'bout to give him 100 grizz, his brother was with me in the can (Peanut)

They call him Peanut

Pour me a swigga and roll the weed up, G's Up

Max, I remember that (yeah) you and B shot the shit

Together y'all the Men In Black, Will Smith

Numbers I can do if these lip singin' bitches stop hatin' on my movement

Beamer like a cruise ship

Whip it up nice, that's a cool flip, brought it back big

Bigga the quarterback kid

Ow

Chorus:

All my Gain Greene niggaz gettin' paid (hey)

Mami i blow 100 in every night I love blessin' 'em with the stick

I'ma ride (Oww)

Nigga you's a bitch, take a look at my eyes

Mami wonder why (why)

My 4-4 gon' make sure that Poodie won't grow

Baby I'm the don (don)

Got the chickens lookin' good

Take a look at my arm

Ow

Verse 2:

Nigga did, only 16000

When we go to the mall, baby we ain't browsin'

Baby we be, sellin' in front of housing, non-stop, pirate

Movin' in 20 degree climates

I miss, driving in the sunset

Baby open your mouth, I'm tryna get your tongue wet, dumb sex

Three or four bitches in a day, it's enough dick for all of them

Gain Greene niggaz steady ballin'

Bottles we be pourin', you got another nigga wave

Baby I'm makin' 10 a day

I was in the shade tryna cool off, kuz a nigga really on fire

Jimmy, I'm 'bout to make him retire

Sour got me higher, on a different level

Got me 'bout to make a deal with the devil

I can see the, reflection off the bezel

It glitter off the VV

I tell these niggaz to come and see me

Freely, Biggavel' spit it, give you pain

They tryna ban lip sing

Ask about your nigga kuz I get it in, we clockin' them Benjamins

Whenever you look a bitch is with him again

Oww

Chorus:

All my Gain Greene niggaz gettin' paid (hey)

Mami i blow 100 in every night I love blessin' 'em with the stick

I'ma ride (Oww)

Nigga you's a bitch, take a look at my eyes

Mami wonder why (why)

My 4-4 gon' make sure that Poodie won't grow

Baby I'm the don (don)

Got the chickens lookin' good

Take a look at my arm

Ow

Verse 3:

Yeah

Least night I had the skeeze

Feelin' so good it had to be

Me and my homies, we gettin' the money

Man oh man, we gotta admit

Lotta niggaz wanna roll with the team

Lotta niggaz wanna join Gain Greene

But if you go against Greene I will

I'ma let the semi-auto spill

Bigga chill, better sip on some Hennessy

Nigga 'fore you bleed, we ridin' on our enemies

Hit them niggaz up, 'fore them pace that bullshit, bomb first

Niggaz they keep they money in Converse, arms thirst

Tryna get a hit, ain't no tellin' what she do

Is she there for ya rock, then she stick it in the stem

Bigga gettin' it again, Blizz came, put me in the mood

Bought me a 5th of Grand Cru

Got you niggaz sittin' in the studio, dreamin' of the Grammy's

Stressin' and contemplatin' the planned beef

Family always come first when there's prices, got spices

Biggaveli the nicest

Ow

Chorus:

All my Gain Greene niggaz gettin' paid (hey)

Mami i blow 100 in every night I love blessin' 'em with the stick

I'ma ride (Oww)

Nigga you's a bitch, take a look at my eyes

Mami wonder why (why)

My 4-4 gon' make sure that Poodie won't grow

Baby I'm the don (don)

Got the chickens lookin' good

Take a look at my arm

Ow

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