Taste by Pradda Lyrics
[Verse 1: Pradda]
Pussy ain’t shit, pay me in checks
Me no want top, me no want sex
Me ain’t got time for your Patek
Don’t need a .9, I need a vest
Soon as you miss I’m at your neck (Woop!)
Sing like [?]
[?]
You like Ineterpol, never check your tone
No I never fold, let that nigga know
How I’ma let him go just to hear the tone
If you the king I’m the king killer
Everywhere I sit’ll be a fucking throne
Everywhere I lay’ll be a fucking home
[?]
I’m done with these bitches talking shit, I don’t swear that
Break ya jaw, I’ll kill ‘em
If they real, I’m realer
Point that chopper on your IG, but you won’t spill ‘em
Kill me then you can [?]
[Chorus: Pradda]
Dump in your wraith, ay
Empty the bank, ay
Got my name in they mouth again
Come get a taste, taste
Hell of a day, ay
Feel like I beat a case, ay
I’m in her mouth again
She love the taste, taste
Dump in your wraith, ay
Empty the bank, ay
Got my name in they mouth again
Come get a taste, taste
Hell of a day, ay
Feel like I beat a case, ay
I’m in her mouth again
She love the taste, taste
[Verse 2: Big Momma]
Yo
Load the choppers I’ma drag a bitch
I drop hits on niggas, what you matching bitch?
I’m saying niggas throwing shots like they [?]
Bad bitch [?] you can do it like this
I’m in the black Range Rover [?] blue
That means I’m walking on water and I’m shitting on you
[?] couple crossdressers and they [?] too
[?] do, yo
First things first
I put that on everything I drop I been bad since birth
[?]
Momma in the mood [?] just for stepping on my turf
You the op nigga, we don’t shine like you
And we known to switch it up, we don’t rhyme like you
Bitches better keep it cute before I air these fools
That bitch tryna grow a beard now she at the root
Let ‘em suck a nigga dick till his back stiff
Fat lips have ‘em swerving off the mattress
Got this nigga doing backflips
Momma do this mad easy while you other niggas practice
[?] get it so I got the [?]
[?] then she call me the killer
Been had a few hitters, razor blades and killers
Big Momma [?] in chinchillas coming with the gorillas, yo
[Chorus: Pradda]
Dump in your wraith, ay
Empty the bank, ay
Got my name in they mouth again
Come get a taste, taste
Hell of a day, ay
Feel like I beat a case, ay
I’m in her mouth again
She love the taste, taste
Dump in your wraith, ay
Empty the bank, ay
Got my name in they mouth again
Come get a taste, taste
Hell of a day, ay
Feel like I beat a case, ay
I’m in her mouth again
She love the taste, taste
Pussy ain’t shit, pay me in checks
Me no want top, me no want sex
Me ain’t got time for your Patek
Don’t need a .9, I need a vest
Soon as you miss I’m at your neck (Woop!)
Sing like [?]
[?]
You like Ineterpol, never check your tone
No I never fold, let that nigga know
How I’ma let him go just to hear the tone
If you the king I’m the king killer
Everywhere I sit’ll be a fucking throne
Everywhere I lay’ll be a fucking home
[?]
I’m done with these bitches talking shit, I don’t swear that
Break ya jaw, I’ll kill ‘em
If they real, I’m realer
Point that chopper on your IG, but you won’t spill ‘em
Kill me then you can [?]
[Chorus: Pradda]
Dump in your wraith, ay
Empty the bank, ay
Got my name in they mouth again
Come get a taste, taste
Hell of a day, ay
Feel like I beat a case, ay
I’m in her mouth again
She love the taste, taste
Dump in your wraith, ay
Empty the bank, ay
Got my name in they mouth again
Come get a taste, taste
Hell of a day, ay
Feel like I beat a case, ay
I’m in her mouth again
She love the taste, taste
[Verse 2: Big Momma]
Yo
Load the choppers I’ma drag a bitch
I drop hits on niggas, what you matching bitch?
I’m saying niggas throwing shots like they [?]
Bad bitch [?] you can do it like this
I’m in the black Range Rover [?] blue
That means I’m walking on water and I’m shitting on you
[?] couple crossdressers and they [?] too
[?] do, yo
First things first
I put that on everything I drop I been bad since birth
[?]
Momma in the mood [?] just for stepping on my turf
You the op nigga, we don’t shine like you
And we known to switch it up, we don’t rhyme like you
Bitches better keep it cute before I air these fools
That bitch tryna grow a beard now she at the root
Let ‘em suck a nigga dick till his back stiff
Fat lips have ‘em swerving off the mattress
Got this nigga doing backflips
Momma do this mad easy while you other niggas practice
[?] get it so I got the [?]
[?] then she call me the killer
Been had a few hitters, razor blades and killers
Big Momma [?] in chinchillas coming with the gorillas, yo
[Chorus: Pradda]
Dump in your wraith, ay
Empty the bank, ay
Got my name in they mouth again
Come get a taste, taste
Hell of a day, ay
Feel like I beat a case, ay
I’m in her mouth again
She love the taste, taste
Dump in your wraith, ay
Empty the bank, ay
Got my name in they mouth again
Come get a taste, taste
Hell of a day, ay
Feel like I beat a case, ay
I’m in her mouth again
She love the taste, taste