Corner Pocket

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Fly Anakin & bbymutha - Rap, Hip-Hop

Corner Pocket

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[Intro] I was just tryna let niggas know again [Verse 1: Fly Anakin] What your lil' lemongrass [?] of mine [?] with the stain [?] This like the supplement, the creatine, been ordering these hoes around a quarter past [?] ran across the [?], we cleanse it You dying from suspense, way to turn events Watch what I spent, your shit just up and went to [?] About to take it for a walk [?] [?] politics [?] crib, it's time to order hits, you gotta manage shit You dishin' out or it can come flying back to you My dad was off the absolute, we stabbing through the [?] room I need another wag at you, [?] with a staggertooth Nothing investments couldn't solve, bitch, I am the loot [Chorus: Quelle Chris, Fly Anakin] Shouts out to me (Me), shouts out to mе (My man) I call the radio, send my shouts out to me (Call in) Monеy on the way, told 'em count it up for me (Count it up) Never corner pocket out ya mouth to me Shouts out to me (Yeah, yeah), crops out to me (My man) I call the radio, send my shouts out to me (Call in) Money on the way, told 'em count it up for me (Bitch, count this shit) Never corner pocket out ya mouth to me [Verse 2: bbymutha] Still healing, just got outta labor By the time I level up, I'm running outta favors Hoping niggas see me as a sister, not a savior I don't need your kisses at my feet, I'm too playa Motherfuck the president, motherfuck the mayor Mother-never-fucking-with-these-niggas, I'm a hater Yuh, and I could never see you later You can't see me now, I kick him out, no ultimatum Niggas get on my nerves, I don't wanna fuck Put these [?] in your mouth and suck it like a slut You think you important, you ain't important enough I'll ignore you on my worst day, I never gave a fuck Fuckin' with me on my worst day, I gotta fuck you up, yuh I can't even drive, it's still a pistol in my trunk Itty-bitty bitch, big old body, bitch, I'm buck, yuh Baby, fuck ya mother, wrap it up, don't test your luck, lil' bitch [Chorus: Quelle Chris, Fly Anakin, bbymutha] Shouts out to me (Yuh), shouts out to me I call the radio, send my shouts out to me Money on the way, told 'em count it up for me Never corner pocket out ya mouth to me Shouts out to me (Yeah), crops out to me (My man) I call the radio, send my shouts out to me (Call in) Money on the way, told 'em count it up for me (Count it up) Never corner pocket out ya mouth to me [Outro: Fly Anakin] Watch your mouth, nigga

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Credits

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  • Fly Anakin
  • Quelle Chris
  • bbymutha