5 Percent lyrics

by

Roddy P


[Intro]
f*ck they thought?

[Verse]
Five percent tint on them whips, thirty some shots in them clips
All my n*ggas gangster, but you know that we throwin' up Crip
She slob and she suck on the tip, left a lil' c*m on her lip (Yeah)
Left her with the gang 'cause I know that she go for the flip
Disrespect, we knock ya off, in the club, b*tch, we pop it off (Buck)
Real n*gga since day one, I move they carpet off
Need some sauce to top it off, hoes and n*ggas be droppin' soft
But that boy been a b*tch, back in the day, made him drop it off
I'm the one they talk about, wants the smokе, none to talk about (Yeah)
Shoot up in you car house, may lay outsidе your mammy house (Brrt)
Slide until the sun come out, catch a opp, let a hunnid out
Crime scene, yellow tape, police broke them lil' numbers out (Man down)
Keep a drum then make the band, Draco chop like a ceiling fan (Woo)
Any n*gga want it, best believe that he can get it, man
Keep a drum then make the band, Draco chop like a ceiling fan (Huh, for real?)
Any n*gga want it, best believe that he can get it, man (Yeah)
Don't shake no hand, I shake the spot, get the drop then we wear some black
Call the boss, highspeed the knots, got away, had to feed the block (Skrrt)
Don't play, 'cause, b*tch, I keep it c*cked, stop shooting when all your people drop
Walk 'em down with the Drac', do what we call the dirty chop
I ain't talkin Perc', them .30 pop, convert the way we drop this top
Don't ask am I gon' pop the Glock, just say if you want smoke or not
Draco blow, I choked him out, in a rental, I'm hanging out
Five percent this b*tch for the weekend just to walk 'em down
[Outro]
Five percent this b*tch for the weekend just to walk 'em down
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