2 Perc Plane Lyrics

Two percs onna plane

Call a nigga marry poppins

While you was rolling on the floor

L young was rocking

Bitch I keep it clean

Oh you fucking sloppy

Two times in a day it make a nigga happy

Why I fucked his bitch

(Why)

Cause I dont give a shit

(Nah he don't give a shit)

Money stand so tall I think I got like thirty bricks

I come over to your shawty crib, eat me like dirty grits

Imma take her out to dinner after we gon hit a lick

She said logan do you want some babies I said fuck them kids

They say logan stunning now I told you I'd do that shit

Had to admit that I'm not fucking with your dookie fit

Talking shit out of his face

I clocked him in the lip

Had to admit that I'm not fucking with your dookie fit

Talking shit out of his face

I clocked him in the lip

Only gay niggas fuck with you

Cause you a fucking dick

Dracs and kays and glocks I'm tryna get a motherfucking switch

Sorry bitch, I can't let you in, ain't on the fucking list

Oh they drooling, help these bitches get a fucking bib

I made her drip like hot sauce without the fucking lid

You hear that shit I made her drip like hotsauce without the lid

(Red hot)

(Ass like the Red Sox)