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Empanadas

๐Ÿ‘ค Freddie Gibbs & The Alchemist โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Alfredo II โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 3:08
๐ŸŽต 2166 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:08 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 24136729

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Fuck it, this my freestyle on this shit
Uh, check, check
Yeah, as I cruise
On my '68 in my '72s

Blue suede shoes
Benz seats, still
Make a bitch pat her feet
To the concrete
Yeah, yeah, uh
Uh, hit me, uh, hit me

Ay, yo, for-sheezy
Nigga, that ho was thick, that bitch was greasy, believe me
Bitches be always tryin' to Billie Jean me, Waikiki
Took these hos on trips, came through too blingy, she clingy (yeah)
I don't like fuckin' hos in the snow, 84 degrees me (whoo)
I'm posted in Nicaragua with Tasha, that bitch a rider
She don't want shit but dick and a couple dollars, so I supplied her
Treat that ho like Henry Hill, got 'em mixin' and sniffin' powder, uh
I gotta go home, my baby mama makin' empanadas

Gracias, de nada, I'm blessin' tables and sayin' grace
Smacked him in Miami, his boys jumped me, he played it safe
Bitches in Buffalo get the same thing, they was throwin' plates
Limped away on his good foot, but he ain't bust a grape
These nigga fake, sealed documents, still poppin' it
Fuck the certified crack babies, come get your mama hit (yeah)
Shit ain't sellin', they gotta resort to drama shit
Fuck these Love & Hip-Hop niggas, I'm at the Oscars, bitch

When I was livin' with Sid, I had a roster, bitch (yeah)
Candice with the good pum-pum, got me watchin' soccer, bitch
Chelle fucked me so good in Bali, might have to bring her back
If she get pregnant, I'll teach my son to shoot like Tee Morant
Ho, I'm court-side, drunk as fuck like I'm Tee Morant
Caught the ball in Barclay's Center, I should've dunked that bitch
Never catchin' feelings, these bitches might suck a hundred dicks
And put you in the system, ho, get a job with the government, bitch

Bitch, go work for the motherfuckin' FBI
Detectives or somethin', bitch, you feel me?
Workin' my motherfuckin' nerves
(And she said, and she said) I love you, baby
(And she said, and she said) I need you, baby
Don't leave me, baby

Lil' bitch, say okay, say okay
Don't leave me, baby
Don't leave me, baby
Don't leave me, baby
Don't leave me, baby
Don't leave me, baby
Yeah

What you wanna do?
How do you wanna handle it?
I got it
I gotta handle this shit myself

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:01.10] Yeah, yeah
[00:02.86] Yeah, yeah, yeah
[00:09.46] Fuck it, this my freestyle on this shit
[00:12.11] Uh, check, check
[00:14.69] Yeah, as I cruise
[00:18.47] On my '68 in my '72s
[00:22.79] Blue suede shoes
[00:25.51] Benz seats, still
[00:29.21] Make a bitch pat her feet
[00:31.03] To the concrete
[00:32.80] Yeah, yeah, uh
[00:34.97] Uh, hit me, uh, hit me
[00:36.33] Ay, yo, for-sheezy
[00:37.93] Nigga, that ho was thick, that bitch was greasy, believe me
[00:41.26] Bitches be always tryin' to Billie Jean me, Waikiki
[00:44.51] Took these hos on trips, came through too blingy, she clingy (yeah)
[00:47.72] I don't like fuckin' hos in the snow, 84 degrees me (whoo)
[00:50.35] I'm posted in Nicaragua with Tasha, that bitch a rider
[00:53.40] She don't want shit but dick and a couple dollars, so I supplied her
[00:56.74] Treat that ho like Henry Hill, got 'em mixin' and sniffin' powder, uh
[01:00.92] I gotta go home, my baby mama makin' empanadas
[01:04.07] Gracias, de nada, I'm blessin' tables and sayin' grace
[01:07.21] Smacked him in Miami, his boys jumped me, he played it safe
[01:10.63] Bitches in Buffalo get the same thing, they was throwin' plates
[01:13.92] Limped away on his good foot, but he ain't bust a grape
[01:17.34] These nigga fake, sealed documents, still poppin' it
[01:20.71] Fuck the certified crack babies, come get your mama hit (yeah)
[01:24.15] Shit ain't sellin', they gotta resort to drama shit
[01:27.38] Fuck these Love & Hip-Hop niggas, I'm at the Oscars, bitch
[01:30.90] When I was livin' with Sid, I had a roster, bitch (yeah)
[01:34.08] Candice with the good pum-pum, got me watchin' soccer, bitch
[01:37.38] Chelle fucked me so good in Bali, might have to bring her back
[01:40.95] If she get pregnant, I'll teach my son to shoot like Tee Morant
[01:44.55] Ho, I'm court-side, drunk as fuck like I'm Tee Morant
[01:47.59] Caught the ball in Barclay's Center, I should've dunked that bitch
[01:50.85] Never catchin' feelings, these bitches might suck a hundred dicks
[01:54.11] And put you in the system, ho, get a job with the government, bitch
[01:58.59] Bitch, go work for the motherfuckin' FBI
[02:00.76] Detectives or somethin', bitch, you feel me?
[02:03.82] Workin' my motherfuckin' nerves
[02:11.82] (And she said, and she said) I love you, baby
[02:19.85] (And she said, and she said) I need you, baby
[02:25.69] Don't leave me, baby
[02:29.05] Lil' bitch, say okay, say okay
[02:39.79] Don't leave me, baby
[02:42.74] Don't leave me, baby
[02:45.64] Don't leave me, baby
[02:48.90] Don't leave me, baby
[02:52.20] Don't leave me, baby
[02:55.56] Yeah
[03:00.15] What you wanna do?
[03:02.92] How do you wanna handle it?
[03:05.83] I got it
[03:06.97] I gotta handle this shit myself
[03:07.86]

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