Mistah FAB

Mistah FAB - Roll Up Freestyle lyrics

rate me

Fuck them nigga, hold up bitch

Hold up bitch, you know it’s pimping dog

Oh you know why motherfucker

I could zip, zip in this motherfucker

Man I’m pimping on these bitch

Main you talk about

Don’t never act like you don’t know who zip this is

You motherfucker don’t know who this zip is

You motherfuckers better youtube zip zip

Youtube motherfucking mistah fab @ zip zip, hold up maine

Bitch hold up, bitch hold up, bitch hold up

Bitch hold up, bitch hold up, bitch hold up

Bitch hold up, bitch hold up, bitch hold up

Bitch hold up, bitch hold up, bitch hold up

Hoe whenever you see me, ain’t no freebie

I need a cheerleads, bitch you pay me

Bitch hold up, bitch hold up, bitch hold up

Bitch hold up, bitch hold up, bitch hold up

Yeah, yeah

I’m kinda feeling like a pimp hoe

So I’m gonn need everything you dig doe

Are you tryina fuck, for free

Jay styles says you be broke fucking 4 free

So bitch you won’t fuck me,

To get some of this dick you lucky

I stab a bitch like chucky

I’m getting nerf for a fuck’s speed

Hey like that you gave her what you do

When you spend a bitch, when you take her to the track

I’m tryina get all that money about that bitch

I’m like sugar free right now cause I’m pimping this bitch

So god damn lovely, after bitch ain’t pay me

The bitch ain’t pay me no attention

Yeah thug me, you dig me

How could she so god damn thick

Cause if I break now on a bitch, head I’ma go outside the bitch head

I’am get my bread, I’ma go inside her pockets I’ma take everything out

I’ma leave that bitch hanging on the clothes line

With her pants digging out,

Ugh, bitch I’m all my motherfucking fetty

If a bitch ain’t never had my motherfucking fetty

Then the bitch was never ever ready

But you niggas be all out fucking these hoes

Feel your freakness is your weakness

That’s why you going breaks on these bitches but me

Oh no, you dig this? I rather go absinist

I rather go fuck me a diversion, before I go fuck with one of these bitches out here

To have my dick hurting

Cause these hoes are heavy burning

These hoes out here be bleeding, yeah you fucking these bitches up here on period

Yeah, you ran thin, ugh

That’s that old nasty old shit, you mediteranian tryina split that

I’m tryina get that, flip that, and once I get that, I get back

And if the bitch ever gave git back,

I guarantee she broke me off just like a kit kat

You get that? A big mac, so sit back

And if the bitch need to get some money

I’ma tell the bitch where to go get it at

Yeah bitch you can either go strip or you can go just do thangs

You can go do some porno or you can go to the bank

You can work some jana, jana doe, or jane doe, however you wanna get

But if you ain’t gonna come with some motherfucking digits

Bitch you gonna be froze like a midget, a short hoe

Twerk toe, a tuning on the corners, I leave a bitch stuck

Moving slower than a tourist

Bitch hold up, bitch hold up, bitch hold up

Bitch hold up, bitch hold up, bitch hold up

Bitch hold up, bitch hold up, bitch hold up

Bitch hold up, bitch hold up, bitch hold up

Hoe whenever you see me, ain’t no freebie

I need a cheerleads, bitch you pay me

Bitch hold up, bitch hold up, bitch hold up

Hold up bitch, where you going, hold up, slow down, slow

If you slow down then you can see what you know now

Cause if you didn’t know, if you really didn’t know

Bitch you need to turn around and see that you turning down

Cause you walking away from something good

Yeah you going back to the hood

See bitch you running away with that nigga

When you could walk away with me

See you walking away and you on the bus

When I be riding in this bentley

Yeah bitch I’m riding in this benzo,

Yeah bitch I’m riding with my friends know

Yeah I’m riding up in this beemer

Bitch why you got that bus pass look get thinner

Oh bitch you getting skinny ever since you were in high-school

See you used to be thick, but now you looking like a motherfucking dopefiend on a stick

Yeah bitch you used to be a prom queen,

But I heard you the next dope fiend

So you should have chose me, a true pimp, for real, the grind king

Yeah that’s what I’m saying, that’s what I do,

...ever knew what I do, cause bitch you were strong on the due

And see bitch, that nigga must got you on some voodoo, some type of spell

Cause I can tell that you ain’t getting no money

And I can tell that you ain’t doing too well

I can tell that you looking bad, I can tell that you looking sick

Because your son look like a ...and you try to look good, ugh

Bitch I seen you over at jimmy’s the other day

I mean back in the day when you used to be at jimmy’s

Now you have maxwells okay

Bitch stop that, hoe you really need to quit

You’s all up in vegas in memorial’s weekend

Tryna get some dick, so you was tryina fuck one of them basketball players

That was playing for heat

You was that...but you was really looking for me, yeah

Haha, but bitch I got nothing for you,

All I got is some advice, and that’s gonna even come with a little price

Bitch if you scared go see christ, live your live go get money

If not, bitch you acting funny

Cause like to me you looking bummy

And a nigga like me say hold up

So bitch so roll up, and like my nigga

We will say bitch you better go ahead and roll up

Cause you must be smoking some old dust

To be fucking with me

Oh it’s pimping for real

Bitch you see it?

Hold up bitch, hold up, swoll up

Hold the fuck up bitch,

It’s pimping, huh!

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