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Peewee Longway

"Get Me One"

[Chorus: Peewee Longway]
Hold a n*gga's nuts, you know the same what them hoes do
Say I wasn't gon' make it, n*gga took it and showed you
Early in the morning, sip that lean like it's Folgers
f*cked my mama's dishes up, I'm cookin' that yola, ayy
They got some pretty little ladies out in Cali, I'ma get me one, I'ma get me one
They say them birdies ten a key in Tennessee, you better get you one, better get you one, hit

[Verse 1: Peewee Longway]
Longway Boston George Diego
Flew to Cali, bought some yayo
Homies in the cut like Fredo
With them four-fours and them Dracos
Paint that sh*t like Mayco
Perfecto, we like Picasso
Skinny tires on the Forgis
The foreign pull up like slideshow
Goin' back to Cali, we wrap them bricks up like gyro
'Tussin, they sip out the styro'
Droppin' a ticket, done with Akademiks
Hold a n*gga nuts, done went too viral
Young n*gga thinkin', man I see the margin
Victory, sippin' safari
Uh, give b*tches that di*k with the calamari
Pretty lady in Cali, I'ma get me one
Overnight the box, it come tomorrow
Tennessee bricks for the ten a key
Two b*tches a brick and they double D
Double FN, that mean double D
I feed all my dawgs good Pedigree
Went through jail walls like I'm Willie B
Standin' four feet tall with the Shaq feet
Longway, b*tch

[Chorus: Peewee Longway]
Hold a n*gga's nuts, you know the same what them hoes do
Say I wasn't gon' make it, n*gga took it and showed you
Early in the morning, sip that lean like it's Folgers
f*cked my mama's dishes up, I'm cookin' that yola, ayy
They got some pretty little ladies out in Cali, I'ma get me one, I'ma get me one
They say them birdies ten a key in Tennessee, you better get you one, better get you one

[Verse 2: LoLife Blacc]
Totin' sticks like the Masters for n*ggas, I put a hole in one
LoLife Blacc, he'll never be cloned, Jet Li, I'm the only one
MPA, these pieces customized, yeah they a one of one
Give you eighty-two grams, drop it straight, you get a thirty-one
These n*ggas pus*y in player clothes, you gotta be aware
Seen what you'll do for pus*y, hate to see you caught with squares
All that di*k-ridin' obviously ain't gettin' you nowhere
di*k-ridin' a form of transportation, bus stops everywhere
Just havin' dreams of thirty-six like, "Damn, I gotta get me one"
This rap don't work, back to the trap, workin' the other one
Money, pounds, and ammunition, sh*t, I'm havin' all of them
'Member on the hill, ashy, broke, them hoes doubted him

[Chorus: Peewee Longway]
Hold a n*gga's nuts, you know the same what them hoes do
Say I wasn't gon' make it, n*gga took it and showed you
Early in the morning, sip that lean like it's Folgers
f*cked my mama's dishes up, I'm cookin' that yola, ayy
They got some pretty little ladies out in Cali, I'ma get me one, I'ma get me one
They say them birdies ten a key in Tennessee, you better get you one, better get you one

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