Marvin Yay Lyrics by Big Yavo
Uh the largest n**** It don’t take no time
Hold on baby turn off that Marvin gay let me fuck you to this gangster shit say she down to ride hold my Glock that’s my lil gangster bitch told that hoe I love her it might be my dick what I’m thinking and with security can not search us plus with don’t need them we came with sticks we don’t need them cause we came poles don’t need they ones cause we came with those notice I don’t drink no liquor wok hard in my Styrofoam that boy retarded that’s what time I’m own he ain’t got no money I heard he stupid broke my pockets stuff dumb knots
I just punched on some stupid clothes my opps a pack of squares im just letting you know your crew get smoked one hundred shots like booko bullets bald head like doodie lo aye what you do with hoes she don’t work then ima send her home me and broke n***** don’t get along I’m tougher than a chicken bone these n***** small like chicken little bitch I knew he took you a lame when I was out in stolos and selling dope out rentals just got dog food bout to start a kennel sorry lord I am a sinner I just want to get this paper count till I get splinters
Hold on baby turn off that Marvin gay let me fuck you to this gangster shit say she down to ride hold my Glock that’s my lil gangster bitch told that hoe I love her it might be my dick what I’m thinking and with security can not search us plus with don’t need them we came with sticks we don’t need them cause we came poles don’t need they ones cause we came with those notice I don’t drink no liquor wok hard in my styrofoam that boy retarded that’s what time im own he ain’t got no money I heard he stupid broke my pockets stuff dumb knots like I punched on some stupid folks
Ice in my mouth that’s why I chew this way my bankroll is blue today she told me she can’t throw that ass these bands make her dance like juicy fruit yeah we trapping several ways I might post up and serve lemonade for a ghetto story I came up of Air Force ones and boosie fades live life like a rockstar what the fuck am I gonna do today what you supposed to do when these racks blue hold on it’s like I can see the future whole lotta millions whole lotta fucking shooters whole lotta money still in the trap eating fucking noodles
Hold on baby turn off that Marvin gay let me fuck you to this gangster shit say she down to ride hold my Glock that’s my lil gangster bitch told that hoe I love her it might be my dick what I’m thinking and with security can not search us plus with don’t need them we came with sticks we don’t need them cause we came poles don’t need they ones cause we came with those notice I don’t drink no liquor wok hard in my Styrofoam that boy retarded that’s what time I’m own he ain’t got no money I heard he stupid broke my pockets stuff dumb knots like I punched on some stupid clothes