Pitbull Terrier - Andre Nickatina, Equipto

I’m from the era of Ronald Reagan

And from my dress code and my style tyga yea you know what im slangin'

Valentine heart shooter

Pinky nail for real and can’t ya tell ain’t nobody cuter

A pitbull terrier carries in ya area

And he really ain’t sharin ya

Add a two door straight pirrhana

I keep it sparked like a rear end six-four of an impalla

Skinny baby done dollar

And when I rip theese raps to gat ya back it ain’t no prada

Nicky is a matador

Yo whatchu give it for

Its like rain when the money pour

Hey a pitbull terrier carries in ya area

And he really ain’t sharin ya

I keep it dark as darth vader

I keep it cold as cream to make ya gleam with thirty one flavors

Three bullets just grazed ya

And I can’t believe we smokin weed the streets done raised ya

It was the ultimate caper

And as the year pass I fear we talk about paper

Pitbull terrier carries in ya area

And he really ain’t sharin ya

Ya see I step through whats up to all my nephews

I’m leavin' the suckas to super heros for the rescue

And every attitude in the grill like respect do we crept through

Its been a long time we shouldn’t have left you

Ima locate ya spot ima go steak the block

Its nation wide knowin ima rotate the clock

Around timing rebudle and make it seem so drastic

Visual havin feel its no longer lasting

Start the rhyme shootin computin with many brains

No time for tootn' make a comback like eddy caine

Never cross game or point with steady aim

I put it so simple in the crookedest way

Ima brain wave, over-take, maintain, no mistake

Dont give a fuck I ain’t gonna wait

Knowin theres more to make

Its weaker when you know when its right

I hold the mic with confidence like rollin the dice

Sometimes im lucky as luciano

And I collect little things like ships thats made in the bottle

Block monster ass steak

Butterflys surround my waiste I shake but still beat the case

Laid out like a bear rug

Beacause the way I sqeeze to make this cheese is somthin like a bear hug

Man I ain’t never met a fair thug

Baby you with me or not cause you know I dont share love

I kick back in the twilight

Man thats the wicked little brother of the thang we call the limelite

I switch lanes in the fast life

And this psycic said I was king tut in my past life

I looked at her like «thats right» yeah

Respect the law the star born to break the law

Machine gun alibi, its like a lullaby

We smoke weed and we dont cry

Hey!

a pitbull terrier carries in ya area

And he really ain’t sharin ya…