Cruel

Lyrics

[Chorus: ManMan Savage] I fuck my ho by the two I pour fours, not no deuce Yo' bitch done chose, let her choose Fucked this bitch and broke the news Got Glocks and stick, in love with tools I been trappin' like a fool I was trappin' in middle school All these blues give a ho the blues Now, all these blues give a ho the blues All these blues make a bitch choose All these blues, bad bitch get loose All these blues give a bitch a clue All thеse clues, how the fuck I'ma losе? Sleep on me, I'ma let this bitch snooze [?] I'm juggin your style, I ain't got in my groove [Verse 1: Thouxanbanfauni] Drop top Nine millimeter Glock Drop dead That's for all my opps Blue cheese on my wallet [?] Racks in the back and front of my pockets, that include the socks Talkin' all that shit 'til we get that IP address, pop 'em I get the pin location on all my opps, straight drop Shot dat boy in the foot, his shoe game like he rockin' Crocs Prada pushin' the pedal in my SRT, don't even stop Move just like the red moon niggas want [?] Flippin' product in the street, fiends don't come consume I been up all day all night, 1:00 in the afternoon They say I'm Batman 'cause the tweakers won't party and groove [Chorus: ManMan Savage] I fuck my ho by the two I pour fours, not no deuce Yo' bitch done chose, let her choose Fucked this bitch and broke the news Got Glocks and stick, in love with tools I been trappin' like a fool I was trappin' in middle school All these blues give a ho the blues Now, all these blues give a ho the blues All these blues make a bitch choose All these blues, bad bitch get loose All these blues give a bitch a clue All these clues, how the fuck I'ma lose? Sleep on me, I'ma let this bitch snooze [?] I'm juggin your style, I ain't got in my groove [Verse 2: Thouxanbanfauni] Only time you take a "L" if you stay on your ass and lose My pack just touched down, I'm NFL Champion too Mission Impossible, look at my skin, Tom Cruise Look at my drip, Chrome with the Rick, how I fuse Look at my bitch, like gettin' white, don't play by the rules Look at my stick, Ar-15 gotta the sight for you Look at my stick, Ar-15 that's the sight for you Try to play me like a dub, but I could be way cruel I'm a real road runner never been a mule I'm a real shot caller, never had to call that dude Got my lawyer on speed dial in case I get into Baby oil with the bands, nigga just too smooth [Chorus: ManMan Savage] I fuck my ho by the two I pour fours, not no deuce Yo' bitch done chose, let her choose Fucked this bitch and broke the news Got Glocks and stick, in love with tools I been trappin' like a fool I was trappin' in middle school All these blues give a ho the blues Now, all these blues give a ho the blues All these blues make a bitch choose All these blues, bad bitch get loose All these blues give a bitch a clue All these clues, how the fuck I'ma lose? Sleep on me, I'ma let this bitch snooze [?] I'm juggin your style, I ain't got in my groove