Father - We Had A Deal lyrics

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Father - We Had A Deal lyrics

[Intro] Uh, yeah Mhm, uh huh Yeah Awful Records Yeah [Verse 1] n***as got it out the mud All you n***as is some studs All your hoes catchin’ nuts But I’m not one to judge Keep the white like McFlurry Plug call me Pill Murray I’ve been drinkin’ on some bourbon n***a sick as f**, slurrin’ Got two horns like Bruce Wayne Naked, f**in’ on your boo thang f** her in the a** like Hussain It feel like huggin’ a new lane Red cup, red cup f** around, boy, get your head busted Redrum, redrum f**in’ your ho, got her head sprung [Chorus] I can’t roll a blunt, but I can roll a dollar bill You keep f**in’ with my money, I might have to get you k**ed Yeah, yeah, yeah, thought we had a deal Yeah, yeah, yeah, thought n***as was chill You keep talkin’ to my b**h, but we might have to get you knocked Everybody on my payroll, yeah, your n***as and the cops So don’t try to call 12, they might shoot you on the spot They gon’ send your a** to hell if you keep playin’ with my knots What? Yeah [Verse 2] Ayy, when I feel sad a n***a start sippin’ Puttin’ them Percs in my pinot noir Crushin’ up blues in my designer shoes When I sip on the carpet I look like a star Pullin’ her bloomers off Pourin’ that sauvignon blanc on her titties and lickin’ it off Her mission go from her tata to kitty She say she want bad boy, I turned into Diddy Ooh, yeah, I turned into 50 A n***a on BET, n***a on STARZ Everybody wanna know who in my car Told my lil’ b**h to go sit in the car Everybody wanna know how that boy ball Found her at the party, then f**ed in the stall Break a b**h back like bang Mask on my face, yeah I’m bringin’ the pain [Chorus] I can’t roll a blunt, but I can roll a dollar bill You keep f**in’ with my money, I might have to get you k**ed Yeah, yeah, yeah, thought we had a deal Yeah, yeah, yeah, thought n***as was chill You keep talkin’ to my b**h, but we might have to get you knocked Everybody on my payroll, yeah, your n***as and the cops So don’t try to call 12, they might shoot you on the spot They gon’ send your a** to hell if you keep playin’ with my knots What?