Peewee Longway - Good Crack lyrics

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Feat. Yo Gotti

(Hook)

Fuck dog nigga gotta get it bad

Take it to the party to the cool crap

When I hit her from the back she gonna look bad

She tear me my dick like coop crème

Ain’t right down that good crème

Swag those two bitch and beat it up

Cook all the crap and watch her eat it up

Trapping this spot ‘til the Lisa

(Verse)

Start with my engle, shut bitch and then feed her

Plugging the socket, they call me the roar

I got the formula dog, Costa Rica

I’m like go back go back and fall back what you beat

I keep the cocaine like balling and you got it

They been trapping and they be Bugatti

They caught my kitchen business trap her with bangy

Nigga hop past me and drop with the nashy

What you did bad come here and bust

Open that pack from the West Coast

I’m fucking that beat on that back road

Erybody getting gone swear the bank gone

In her ass swear they bring one and then gone

Erywhere nigga gone like_____(?)

When I hit it from the back she gonna look bad

Tear me my dick like coop crap

Cooking from the back like bring pied

Channel I’mma feet double CC

You a bent that a nigga can’t get with

Shopping on so rock, looking like 2 bricks

Your bitch hit it all, needed 2 bricks

Lil bitches on me the long way

When I hit it from the back, bitch lil back

That big like cocaine

Fuck dog nigga gotta get it bad

Take it to the plot like a coop crème

When I hit her from the back she don’t look bad

She tear me my dick like crape crème

And when I get that guap crème

Swag 2 dog and eat it up

Cook on the crib and watch it eat it up

Chopping the spot to the Lisa

(Hook)

(Verse)

Fucked up nigga tryna bounce back

All my niggas gotta dope sack

All my niggas smoke loud packs

And all my niggas got anthrax

All my whips gotta snapbacks

And all my shits on offsets

And none of my hoes got ass shots

And they say that dick like crope crème

I don’t been on long way when I did that

Gotta thank God I got you babe

Having all in the pup babe

Three stoves I cook it

Why I been on one hundred

Travel like been on hunna

I’ve been pullin on the roary

BP EP come a lot of roar with ‘em

Yeah I have fifteen, I can ship with

All in your crib with your bricks in

In the kitchen with the work, when I mix it with the soda

And they jump over to get that

When I walk up in the club, I don’t look bad

Me and my nigga having crook crack

Laime ass nigga when I’m fit in

When I get to and when I get your bitch back

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