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Kevin Gates

Genres: Hip-Hop

Pourin The Syrup Lyrics - Kevin Gates

I don't get tired... 

Broke another ten for the Bread Winner Brick Gang 

Popping up pregnant, sIlly bitch tryna trick Gates 

Start selling pussy, maybe that'll get your rent paid 

Come to think about it, don't you live with your mama? 

I don't give a shit when I ride 'round the bottom 

Cocaine vet, pedal shifting on Highland 

Boosie had a black Monte Carlo and a 'Burban 

I was in a grey Monte Carlo and a Tahoe 

He was doing shows, bad hoes up in [?] 

I was speaking Spanish with the plug havin' convos 

[?] ran lips, hit the line every morning cause they know I keep the lean by the carload 

In the top, hit the boulevard solo 

Big Right know I got soft for the low-low 

In a drought, me and Nook, only ones had dope 

Nigga blew my leg off for a nine-piece 

Tried to grab the gun, couldn't get it, middle of the night 

Had to fight for my life when you try me 

Connecting this year, we'll mark my nigga 

I love my nigga, I owe you one nigga 

Brookstown Richard, that's my little brother 

Everytime I think about him, gotta tell him that I love him 

Praying to the Lord that Car came from under that charge 

 

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Free my nigga Head when I bow my head 

Late night, when alone, can't sleep 

I got too many problems 

The weight of the world on my shoulders 

Pray that heaven do something about it 

The chick that I'm lovin' 

Wondering who is she fuckin' 

The friends I got 'round me 

Wonder which one of them sour 

Pourin' the syrup, pourin' the syrup, pourin' the syrup 

Pourin' the syrup, pourin' the syrup, bitch I'm pourin' the 

Pourin' the syrup, pourin' the syrup, pourin' the syrup 

Bitch I'm pourin' the syrup 

 

Bitch I'm pourin' the syrup, pourin' the syrup 

 

Bitch I'm pourin' the syrup 

I was naive, thinking that I couldn't get hurt 

Thought she was faithful, fuck her but my dick burnt 

Everybody laughed when I kissed her 

I can't even lie, to this day still I miss her 

We was on [?] 

Used to go to sleep in the pussy on an air mat 

AndrĂ© Harris talked bad behind my back 

Even though it hurted, I ain't tripping, never mind that 

Me and Darrell Harris in a stolen car thugging 

You get out of line, he goin' put you in a puddle 

Me and Brittney Harris in the side room cuddlin' 

Eat the pussy while she on the rag, like "Yummy" 

My daddy nephew, kinda make him my cousin 

We was having lunch at Chimes when you told me that you love me 

I ain't never back down from a fight in my life 

Big Yock slapped you, you went and got your cousin 

Nigga shot and missed, and I came back jumping 

I was 13 when I put one under 

Ask my mama, go ask my brother 

Go on South 12th, and go ask Big London (shoutout) 

Jamison and Gary and Will know the truth 

I was selling crack with the cameras on the roof 

You was never that, at the plant working turnarounds (turnarounds?) 

Little Steve hittin' your bitch from the back, matter fact 

That's a fact, when I seen it, had to turn around 

E-Dub, Dope Boy, Lil E, Big Mook 

Me and Foots in my truck with the burners out 

When you was on 3rd St., and ain't wanna squeeze 

Pillow talking with your bitch, tryna play me like I'm weak 

Now I'm coming at your girl, top nigga, no problem 

You will never find out another thing about it 

Come to think about it, got a coffee shop in Denver, Colorado 

I'm a catch her when she visiting her mama 

Ri-Ri, fine, you're old man hate me? 

Can't rap like Gates, fucking up lately? 

Me, you, and Dreka oughta take a vacation 

We can have a threesome after waking up in Vegas 

Give you 50k, fail to mention what it came with 

Eat, pray, making love, see the world baby 

Breadwinners swim where I'm fucking with a gangsta 

You can model for my line, I can make you famous 

Running from my tongue when I lick all in your anus 

Intelligent the way I talk, vagina I contained it 

Ever been ate, two mouths at the same time? 

Ever had lips on your booty and your pussy 

Got your body feeling mushy 

When your water go to gushing 

Brazillian wax, I don't like playing in the bushes 

Pull your hair, smack it, bend back, get a whoopin' 

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