Im Not Gay I Swear lyrics
by PE$O PETE
[Sample: [?], PE$O PETE, & [?]]
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[Producer Tag: VVDSOUND]
VVD goin' crazy!
[Verse 1: PE$O PETE]
I said, "Bro, don't wanna go, ain't no smoke to give, sir"
And that b*tch, she on my pole, she ride that di*k like Wyrdeer
Young PE$O up because I chill, I sit back and observe
Like, please don't talk like you gon' kill if you do not squirt, squirt
The pole
Oops, I meant to "Pause" that, now they think I'm gay
b*tch, I'm out the cut with the ray on my ray
That means I got laser on my beam, now watch it spray
[Verse 2: oddwin & Crowd]
Better duck when he spray, you don't wanna catch them strays (Yay!)
Better wach your mouth or you get put in ya place
Gonna stomp him out, we put a foot to his face
And a gun to his head, now we leavin', not no trace
He went out just like a b*tch, and that's just sad to see
When I step up on the scene, you say "Your Majesty"
I'm old school, keep the money where the mattress be
Band for band, none of you n*ggas really matchin' me, hm? Maybe except for PETE
[Tag: PE$O PETE & [?]]
Anti-Broke Coalition
[Verse 3: PE$O PETE, oddwin, & Jeesh]
Like, what you say? b*tches causing drama on my line like, "Oh, he vague"
She gon' slurp the meat up, eat it like it's sorbet, she tryna eat the meat up, treat it like it's gourmet, had to tell that whore "Wait"
I'm like, I'm like, I'm like, "Dang", I was in the jail cell chillin', Bon Clay
I just made 3k, I'm feelin' like André, with my dawgs in the place, I'm feelin' like I'm Drake (Yah! Yah! Yah! Yah! Yah! Yah! Yah!)
[Verse 4: Jeesh]
Yeah, the Glockie get him touched, he feel some' (Feel some')
This heater on me right now, feel like the real Sun (Feel like the real Sun!)
My brodie take them Perkies just to feel some' ([?], aye)
Chop under the bed, you tryna steal some' (Chop under the bed, you—, grrrrrah!)
Cut 'em off like a germ early (Come on, man)
These days, they hit the cellphone up, and I'll barely answer (And I'll barely answer, [?], man)
I get tired of folks that ain't got motion, ain't got no standards (Ain't got no standards, [?])
I could flip a ten, spin around all the way back just like a pole dancer (Just like a pole dancer, zooooom!)
I said, "Bro don't wanna fight, he ain't finna hit none" (Chop, chop, chop, chop, hit none)
Jump the block and get right, you be to a quick fund (Chop, chop, chop, chop, quick fund)
It's a done deal, I ain't finna argue wit' youngs (Chop, chop, chop, chop, wit' youngs)
I'm the boss 'round here, cut up when it gets done (Chop, chop, chop, chop, grrah!)
PETE passed me the blunt, and I smacked it out his hand (Get the f*ck out here!)
That boy don't understand, I got the smoke already (Oh yeah!)
To deepen out my Chevy, slidin' when the bass is heavy (To deepen out my Chevy, what?! When the bass is heavy)
I got yo' basic b*tch impressed, she sound Jamaican, sexy (She sound Jamaican, sexy)
[Outro: Jeesh]
Oh yeah, and the oddwin reference, too
Real sh*t, you already know what the deal sh*t
Hehehaha