Piffy Smalls - Spaceship Piffy Lyrics

Shades on when the moon out
When the sun go down i make my move out
After i eat I'm in the mood now
Belair, 1800, or is it cru now
Summer time dutch lit I'm in my spaceship
Haters hate in get a face lift
Sex money weed is all a nigga need
A bitch that know math want to count all my g's
Not a rat bitch that do anything for cheese
Took her to the rang to learn how to squeeze
Eyes on tent no keys for my spaceship
Enter the right code then you in
Black on black on black dutch seats
Get it high but i sell it fro dump cheap
You know whats in the bag
You smell whats in the bag
I know you niggas mad
You know I'm on the ave
With twinkies in my bag
I got twinkies in my bag
I got twinkies in my bag
You know I'm on the ave
I got twinkies in my bag
I got twinkies in my bag
All black its bout 80 out
Smell good still dick your lady out
My names always stay in somebody lady mouth
Still always in somebody lady mouth
They gone talk i aint got time for it
Belly to big to fit in tom ford
Polo boxes in socks and Big bag t's
Face on stink but fit on fleek
Fat mack in that all black
All black mack thats just to match
Send shots i send shots back
But we don't make threats on the internet and
This aint what u use too
Send bullets threw the phone threw the bluetooth
Im mister lite it don't fight it
Whats in my bag well make them niggas mad
On the ave, I got twinkies in my bag
I got twinkies in my bag
I got twinkies in my bag
You know I'm on the ave
I got twinkies in my bag
I got twinkies in my bag

Shades on when the moon out
When the sun go down i make my move out
After i eat I'm in the mood now
Belair, 1800, or is it cru now
Summer time dutch lit I'm in my spaceship
Haters hate in get a face lift
Sex money weed is all a nigga need
A bitch that know math want to count all my g's
Not a rat bitch that do anything for cheese
Took her to the rang to learn how to squeeze
Eyes on tent no keys for my spaceship
Enter the right code then you in
Black on black on black dutch seats
Get it high but i sell it fro dump cheap
You know whats in the bag
You smell whats in the bag
I know you niggas mad
You know I'm on the ave
With twinkies in my bag
I got twinkies in my bag
I got twinkies in my bag
You know I'm on the ave
I got twinkies in my bag
I got twinkies in my bag
All black its bout 80 out
Smell good still dick your lady out
My names always stay in somebody lady mouth
Still always in somebody lady mouth
They gone talk i aint got time for it
Belly to big to fit in tom ford
Polo boxes in socks and Big bag t's
Face on stink but fit on fleek
Fat mack in that all black
All black mack thats just to match
Send shots i send shots back
But we don't make threats on the internet and
This aint what u use too
Send bullets threw the phone threw the bluetooth
Im mister lite it don't fight it
Whats in my bag well make them niggas mad
On the ave, I got twinkies in my bag
I got twinkies in my bag
I got twinkies in my bag
You know I'm on the ave
I got twinkies in my bag
I got twinkies in my bag