Pouya - MFG lyrics

[Verse 1: Pouya] I stuck to myself and it worked out Middle finger to you rappers in the dirt now Stop callin ma phone, i dont wanna get booked Sheryl should've put the p**y out from the jump These ghetto type rappers needa let go Can't even match the mans tempo, nontheless the style Got her sweating out the p**y, looking like she ran a mile 100 miles for a hoe to get dick, white trash from conneticut She even let everyone in the sprinter hit Gotta hope that the condom on my dick don't slip Pull up with a Glock and a flock, ready to pop off for nothin' The old man be working, the young man be stuntin' Get from my face i don't want a discussion I already know that my music disgustin' [Verse 2: Ramirez] Ey! Fall in love with the p**y, man you got the game f**ed up Every b**h in this world just another s*ut Get my dick s**ed and kick 'em out the door Cold hearted ramirez, i'll never love a f**ing hoe G-5-9 till the day i f**ing die, suicidal thoughts runnin' inside of my f**ing mind Membrane lobe on the c**aine, swervin' in another motherf**ing six lane Hold up.. b**h i be pimpin', i'm f**ing these women I'm raw-doggin' hoes in the back of the building I feel like a villian, i twist and then smoke the prescription There's no competition, ya feel me? b**h i'm a god damn pimp, no love for a hoe when i look for a trick, the game is too thick I soft it up quick, when i say it's all over, you better believe that sh**