笨小笨On The Curb歌词由Young Nudy演唱，出自专辑《Rich Shooter》，下面是《On The Curb》完整版歌词！
On The Curb歌词完整版
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Hahaha yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Uh oh yeah
Yeah
Uh oh yeah
COUPE
Yeah
Disrespect me put that b***h on the curb
Lotta flowers tell
You think I'm mean
Boy come see me on lean
I be happy when I'm poppin' a bean
Pop a xan' then she suck me to sleep
Ooh
Wake up on the bulls**t start me some beef
Ooh
In the street make a p***y n***a starve
Yeah yeah
In the trenches where you scared we rock
Yeah
You not built for this s**t n***a
Boy you do not deserve no type of pistol
Nah
Snatch it up off 'em I'ma slap with a pistol
It's a wrap 'fore you rat p***y a*s n***a
P***y a*s n***a
Real street n***a in the door b***h n***a
Yeah
Get money I'll f**k your ho let's go get her
I'm tryna go get money real gorilla
I'll bust a n***a for the money let's go kill 'em
Let's go kill 'em yeah
I really that like I walked in this b***h got this motherf**ker lit
Yeah lit
Big 4L gang in this b***h
4L
Throw that b***h up if you represent
Represent
Know Slimeball ain't scared of s**t
Slime
Richer than my opps they be broke as s**t
I am
They be shooting for free I be shooting for money
Well d**n
I'm a rich shooter b***h we getting money
Yeah
And you know I'm known for dumpin' and pull up on a p***y n***a hit him in the face
Wow
Smash off in the muhf**kin' Wraith real right s**t it been in my face
Street model b***h you know how I play
Bad b***h and bottles when we go play
Yeah
Stackin' money b***h I been paper chasin'
Yeah
Got my money up now I can go slay
Yeah
Disrespect me put that b***h on the curb
Lotta flowers tell
You think I'm mean
Boy come see me on lean
I be happy when I'm poppin' a bean
Pop a xan' then she suck me to sleep
Ooh
Wake up on the bulls**t start me some beef
Ooh
In the street make a p***y n***a starve
Yeah yeah
In the trenches where you scared we rock
Yeah
You not built for this s**t n***a
Boy you do not deserve no type of pistol
Nah
Snatch it up off 'em I'ma slap with a pistol
It's a wrap 'fore you rat p***y a*s n***a
P***y a*s n***a
Real street n***a in the door b***h n***a
Yeah
Get money I'll f**k your ho let's go get her
I'm tryna go get money real gorilla
I'll bust a n***a for the money let's go kill 'em
Let's go kill 'em yeah
Shoot a n***a with a stick
Yeah
Leave a n***a still there just like a stick
Wow
Walk up fresh as hell and kill a b***h
Rich Shooter shawty came from s**t
Ain't have money n***a I ain't have s**t
I seen these p***y n***as whip a brick
I bet do a n***a better turn to a brick
I'm a different breed you ain't on this s**t
Now his baby wipe him out
Wipe him out
Sit inside a p***y n***a house we stalk him out
Yeah
Soon as he poppin' out we poppin' out
Made the wrong move and the five poppin' out
Finna get the money that's what I'm 'bout
When I hit a lick I'm in and out
In and out in and out
When I hit a lick I'm in and out
In and out
Disrespect me put that b***h on the curb
Lotta flowers tell
You think I'm mean
Boy come see me on lean
I be happy when I'm poppin' a bean
Pop a xan' then she suck me to sleep
Ooh
Wake up on the bulls**t start me some beef
Ooh
In the street make a p***y n***a starve
Yeah yeah
In the trenches where you scared we rock
Yeah
You not built for this s**t n***a
Boy you do not deserve no type of pistol
Nah
Snatch it up off 'em I'ma slap with a pistol
It's a wrap 'fore you rat p***y a*s n***a
P***y a*s n***a
Real street n***a in the door b***h n***a
Yeah
Get money I'll f**k your ho let's go get her
I'm tryna go get money real gorilla
I'll bust a n***a for the money let's go kill 'em
Let's go kill 'em yeah
