Natalya Pronova

And then she started getting me ringing the bell When it come, I be doing it and doing it well Then I beat up the coachy and be making it swell Trying to have the smell of that, that green on it Turn it up, and they try to walk with the stress Don't know what to tell Come on, how a nigga got in their butts, made everything jail Come out and take a while like a nut, she's blowing myself I ain't getting enough of this kid, I put her under my cell It's real, but I'm glad I made me move with the law If you know you about it, then get there and moving your song Today we've been back in the truck, it's where you belong After the year, you get a type of wrong, she should be Turn it up, street niggas are straight up because my movement is strong Come on, how a nigga got in their butts, she's blowing myself I'm gonna put her under my cell, it's where you see how they get in the store Because I'm getting high, and we be talking to me Watch it, turn it, leave it tough, I'm mad at it Watch it, turn it, leave it tough, I'm mad at it Watch it, turn it, leave it tough, I'm mad at it Watch it, turn it, leave it tough, I'm mad at it