Peter Pan (feat. DD Osama & Sugarhill Dede)
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Peter Pan (feat. DD Osama & Sugarhill Dede) lyrics

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I am a Lost Boy from Neverland Usually hanging out with Peter Pan And when we're bored we play in the woods Always on the run from Captain Hook Like, what Grrah, grrah We gon' go to the opps (grrah, grrah) We gon' creep on they block (on bro) Catch a Flock, you hearin' them shots (grrah, grrah) If you fuck up, it's me and my knocks (gang-gang-gang) And I do it for bro, like, bitch, we some 'ooters, we takin' they souls Notti with me, I say throw, he gon' throw That's the end of your life, if you don't got a pole, like Move home, that's a fact Bro in the spot and he droppin' the Hat Don't move, don't get whacked You drop my O, you get turned to a pack On bro, just chill, if we see the opps, just pass me the steel I'ma geek, I'ma pop me a pill When everything dead, yeah, I be on y'all field Like, no, I can't lack, gotta bring me a heater (grrah, grrah) Pop out the dark, 'cause them nigga ain't seen us Hop out, all black, and we ski'ed up DOAK, tell them niggas come see us (DOAK) I keep shootin' till I'm goin' deaf We go kuu with the deuce, better show me respect (grrah, grrah) We gon' do him like JB, one shot to the neck Yus Gz should've died, he got hit in his chest Like, how many niggas gon' die? Spin through the opps, nobody survive Matt Sav got put in the sky If I catch a Flocka, I'm lettin' it fly Spin through, got the gun on my hip One false move, he get turned to a spliff DD, wait, just pass me the grip And we smokin' on Rippy, that shit got a kick Grrah, grrah-grrah, boom Grrah-grrah, boom Gang, OY-OG Gang, grrah, grrah Benzo be punchin' my brain I was late night, tryna catch me a stain (benzo) Fuckin' ya bitch on the main Notti be flockin', he puttin' in pain Don't talk shit, like Spin through ya' block and I'm throwin' like 6 Die 4, die 5, die 6 Mel pop out, he wavin' the stick Zay told me, Don't hop out, chill I'm going kuu when I step in the field Like, fuck it, let's go on a drill Run up on me, nigga, you gettin' killed In the streets, I be movin' too tact Run up on me, it go brrt-a-bat Talkin' on bro, you get packed Kay pop out and he wavin' the strap I am a Lost Boy from Neverland Usually hanging out with Peter Pan And when we're bored we play in the woods Always on the run from Captain Hook

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