Empanadas (feat. The Alchemist)

Freddie Gibbs

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    Yeah, yeah
    Yeah, yeah, yeah
    Yeah, yeah uh
    Uh, check, check
    Yeah, as I cruise
    On my '68 in my '72s
    Blue suede shoes
    Benz seats, still
    Make a bitch pat her feet
    To the concrete
    Yeah, yeah, uh
    Uh, hit me, uh, hit me

    Ayy, yo, for-sheezy
    Nigga, that ho was thick, that bitch was greasy, believe me
    Bitches be always tryin' to Billie Jean me, Waikiki
    Took these hoes on trips, came through too blingy, she clingy (yeah)
    I don't like fuckin' hoes in the snow, 84 degrees me (Woo)
    I'm posted in Nicaragua with Tasha, that bitch a rider
    She don't want shit but dick and a couple dollars so I supplied her
    Treat that ho like Henry Hill, got 'em mixin' and sniffin' powder, uh
    I gotta go home, my baby mama makin' empanadas
    Gracias, de nada, I'm blessin' tables and sayin' grace
    Smacked him in Miami, his boys jumped me, he played it safe
    Bitches in Buffalo get the same thing, they was throwin' plates
    Limped away on his good foot, but he ain't bust a grape
    These nigga fake
    Sealed documents, still poppin' it
    Fuck the certified crack babies, come get your mama hit (yeah)
    Shit ain't sellin', they gotta resort to drama shit
    Fuck these Love and Hip-Hop niggas, I'm at the Oscars, bitch
    When I was livin' with Sid, I had a rasta bitch (yeah)
    Candice with the good pum-pum, got me watchin' soccer, bitch
    Chelle fucked me so good in Bali, might have to bring her back
    If she get pregnant, I'll teach my son to shoot like Tee Morant
    Ho, I'm court-side, drunk as fuck like I'm Tee Morant
    Caught the ball in Barclay's Center, I should've dunked that bitch
    Never catchin' feelings, these bitches might suck a hundred dicks
    And put you in the system, ho, get a job with the government, bitch

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    Bitch, go work for the motherfuckin' FBI
    Detectives or somethin', bitch, you feel me?
    Workin' my motherfuckin' nerves
    (And she said, and she said)
    I love you, baby
    (And she said, and she said)
    I need you, baby
    Don't leave me, baby
    Lil' bitch, say okay, say okay
    Don't leave me, baby
    Don't leave me, baby
    Don't leave me, baby
    Don't leave me, baby
    Don't leave me, baby
    Yeah
    What you wanna do?
    How do you wanna handle it?
    I got it
    I gotta handle this shit myself

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