Pour A Fo

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Pour a fo
Gotta make the dough
Pour a fo
Then I fuck my hoe
Pour a fo
Gotta make the dough
Pour a fo
Then I fuck my hoe

Pour up lean, I'm a syrup sippin' fiend
Movin wok, movin' trish, made a couple thousand bands
It's a one timer, deuce mild, shoe-shiner, two-time
Drunk driver, part timin', college girls goin wild
Ima thizzle on the west side of town
Shipments comin cheap so I can undercut prices down
Two bucks, too tough, 180 in the side door
Hunnid in the chop, see you bouta get your brains blown
Knew a couple plugs before they was plugs
Negotiations underway, c'mon, let's move this shit along
Make another pot of flower cause this shit ain't that strong
Pass the rig back and forth, bitch this ain't ping and pong
Shit, this ain't ping and pong bitch
Fighting all these demons like the motherfuckin' exorcist
Got some oppositions I do not think that we could coexist
Why you want these opps? There's a reason I ain't sharin' em

Pour a fo
Gotta make the dough
Pour a fo
Then I fuck my hoe
Pour a fo
Gotta make the dough
Pour a fo
Then I fuck my hoe

I been sippin' big juice, but I figure that you already knew that
Why you putting words in my mouth? Bitch I ain't say that
I been wilin' on you losers, raps splittin' medullas oblongotas
Two shots to the dome, turn you to another body in the river
That's an awful lot of felonies
Movin' work with caution, polar bear in a snowstorm
College kid on camera, who you really think you foolin'
Why you pushing in the suburbs but you talkin like you ain't got that guala
In your pockets, force fed with a silver spoon
Two drinks, High Noons, whipping out the burner but I'm faster on the trigger
Yeah I'm giving out middle fingers to these losers
These hoochies, these million dollar fakers from the movies
Yeah it's crazy went from Puma straight to rockin' golden jewelry
Tomfoolery and trickery, Jesus going out for dinner
I been movin', I been hustlin', serve a pound of robitussin
Made a couple hundred dollars just to drain it when I'm fussing

Pour a fo
Gotta make the dough
Pour a fo
Then I fuck my hoe
Pour a fo
Gotta make the dough
Pour a fo
Then I fuck my hoe

Pour a fo, pour a fo, keep on going we ain't low
Get a second cup of styrofoam and pour me up some mo
I got problems and troubles always dwellin' in my mind
But another cup of drank makes me forget everything that I hated
Bitch, why you judgin'?
Wanna get to do it you gon' see me up in person
Talkin bout a maybe ima quickly end the crushin'
And if you really want me back you gotta' show it and there ain't no discussion
Yeah I can picture it
Spending time without a worry 'bout wasting it
I guess it's a dream, yeah I'm geeked off the weed
I'm so high that I even imagined that shitty codeine man that's crazy
That shit crazy
Throwback to the last album ain't that amazing
Sheesh, that shit crazy
Throwback to the last album ain't that amazing

Pour a fo
Gotta make the dough
Pour a fo
Then I fuck my hoe
Pour a fo
Gotta make the dough
Pour a fo
Then I fuck my hoe

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