RASPUTIA Songtext
von Comethazine

Pockets fat, Rasputia
Can′t fuck with niggas, they back-do you (Bitch!)
Pull up on you, then I might put this TEC to you
I ain't got no respect for you (Yeah)
Hop off the jet, and you came with a neck warmer
Ice on, had to flex on ′em
I don't drink liquor, I pour up the Tech on him
Bet one of my guys got a TEC on him

Pockets fat, Rasputia
Can't fuck with niggas, they back-do you (Bitch!)
Pull up on you, then I might put this TEC to you
I ain′t got no respect for you (Yeah)
Hop off the jet, and you came with a neck warmer
Ice on, had to flex on ′em
I don't drink liquor, I pour up the Tech on him
Bet one of my guys got a TEC on him


But you know me, I just ride with the XD
It′s all I need to protect me
Kept talkin' shit, so I blew off his left knee
Boy, these niggas don′t respect me
Achoo, bless me
Lord, why you let 'em stress me?
Doctor told me I was born with anxiety
Pop at a nigga for eyein′ me

Po-Pockets fat, Rasputia
Can't fuck with niggas, they back-do you (Bitch!)
Pull up on you, then I might put this TEC to you
I ain't got no respect for you (Yeah)
Hop off the jet, and you came with a neck warmer
Ice on, had to flex on ′em
I don′t drink liquor, I pour up the Tech on him
Bet one of my guys got a TEC on him

Pockets fat, Rasputia
Can't fuck with niggas, they back-do you (Bitch!)
Pull up on you, then I might put this TEC to you
I ain′t got no respect for you (Yeah)
Hop off the jet, and you came with a neck warmer
Ice on, had to flex on 'em
I don′t drink liquor, I pour up the Tech on him
Bet one of my guys got a TEC on him