P-Money

P-Money - Break It Down lyrics

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[Hook]

Same shit, a different day, blunt in

Same something niggas in the way, uh

But I’ma show you how a nigga play

Fuck the bitches and the snitches

Get away, we gonn break it down

Break it down, break it down for me

Bitch, break it down, break it down for me

Ah, break it down, break it down for me

Yeah, we broke the mimoses and the mexican bitches

If I start hotel, she move that work out of texas and shit

Give me the ends I might remember your name

But I swear I love you my whole life

Long as you give me some change

I need a down bitch, who go ... like a propound bitch

Keep that pussy local, when handle my out of town shit

Head against the bitch, she was hair black and italian

Neighbors are red due, with the pussy, beside mine bitch

Riding, in my el camino fresher than a motherfucker

Guess I’m a hot water whipper, just let my mother brother

3 hour dotter, get 30 minutes of visitation

Same man on in to be here in and out of your situation

Staring at the world through my mirr,

I’m posted up ...i buck a bubblegum and sippin syrup

I’m platinum in the streets so fuck your motherfucking speech

Put a duck hole on this rap shit till they let a nigga in

It’s the ghetto motherfucker!

[Hook]

Same shit, a different day, blunt in

Same something niggas in the way, uh

But I’ma show you how a nigga play

Fuck the bitches and the snitches

Get away, we gonn break it down

Break it down, break it down for me

Bitch, break it down, break it down for me

Ah, break it down, break it down for me

Woke up next to a kilo and a columbian

A cohiba, half of mojito and some rubber bands

Filled up with honey bees, at least 100g’s

She keep me on my toes,

I keep her on her knees, she will swallow it all

Then go shop at the mall,

My bag lady will make erica body applaud

Ah, surround rap with this shiffer baby

Grand for grand, if you tryina ship for daily

You bitch, break it down, break it down for me

Clock work, everyday on the ave

You crook collect on the corner, or you can stay here in back

I’m chip and chokin off that motherfucking loud

Did you think that I would bring

All this I was the cloud

A chronic smoke that I left floating

I’m literally left costin

Same shit, different day, gang wrist, I’m pitchin yay

[Hook]

Same shit, a different day, blunt in

Same something niggas in the way, uh

But I’ma show you how a nigga play

Fuck the bitches and the snitches

Get away, we gonn break it down

Break it down, break it down for me

Bitch, break it down, break it down for me

Ah, break it down, break it down for me.

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