Tracy T – Petty Lyrics

Summer time I’m in the spur
Winter time I’m in the fur
I put that b**** on reserve
Then I went bought me a bird
Chop off the top like a vert
I might put Chanel on your purse
I hit from the back, give her back when I hit from the back
She keep talkin’ bout’ it hurt
The Maybach the size of a hurst
My b**** got a a** with the curves
These n***** can’t get up, they cursed
F*** n**** play, you get marked
My dawg caught a body, then pray to the church
These diamonds they hittin’, they alert
Moving that clеan, but we come from the dirt
Im likе Marlo on first and the third
Tip toe in Chanelly
I shoot like I’m Melly
The cocaine it bought me the presi
Got money and power, we work by the hour
My dawg on the powder, he ready
Can’t dry that b**** off when we wet him
My diamonds they loud, can you hear me
My dawg got the work in the city
B**** ain’t no bargain, don’t budge on the ticket
I put the rubber bands around the dead presies
Dog food, eukanuba tryin' to stretch it
That my dawg, he take you off, and leave you messy
I ignore the phone call, b**** you petty
I put the rubber bands around the dead presies
Dog food, eukanuba tryin’ to stretch it
That my dawg, he take you off, and leave you messy

I ignore the phone call, b**** you petty
My b**** she petty, she dance at magic
She do the type of s*** you can’t imagine
She get on top of the d*** and do magic
Get on her knees, give me top like the attic
Keisha and Tiffany, drunk off the Hennessy
Amber and Tammy, we left in Miami
My b**** from Cali, her name Kelly
I sent her back, cause the b**** was too petty
Diamonds they jump off the neck and the wristy
Imma go jump off with one of yo’ b****
I got a block, thats the key to the city
They ain’t gotta f***, he the keys to the kitchen
I call the plug, thats the key to the chickens
Tailor made suit, when I put on Givenchy
I pop the b**** with a rubber band
Then I get top in the Cullinan
B**** give me top this a Rolls Royce
B**** give me top you got no choice
I put the rubber bands around the dead presies
Dog food, eukanuba tryin’ to stretch it
That my dawg, he take you off, and leave you messy
I ignore the phone call, b**** you petty
I put the rubber bands around the dead presies
Dog food, eukanuba tryin’ to stretch it
That my dawg, he take you off, and leave you messy
I ignore the phone call, b**** you petty

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