LPB Poody – Connected (ft. 42 Dugg) (Audio, Lyrics)

LPB Poody debuts “Connected” featuring 42 Dugg. Listen, stream, buy, mp3 download and read the lyrics to the song produced by Dat Guy.

Lpb Poody Connected

The two sound great together. It helps that their voices are already so similar but the way that they bounce ideas off of each other is reminiscent of the way Dugg works with Lil Baby in the studio. All of Dugg’s collaborations with Baby have sounded great and, unsurprisingly, he can also go off with Poody on a track.

Earlier this year, LPB Poody was injured in a drive-by shooting. He has recovered after initially being listed as critical condition. Now, he’s returning to music with a vengeance, ensuring that people know his name around the world.

LPB Poody – Connected (ft. 42 Dugg) (prod. Dat Guy)

Lyrics

[Intro: LPB Poody]
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[Verse 1: LPB Poody]
You know them pies come sealed, we connected (Real talk)
Ayy, they don’t like but they respect it (Yeah)
You take ‘caine for breakfast, I’ll [?] fuckin’ up the [?], bitch
Nigga with a dick on him, baow
Rap bitch, watch me stick on it, big homie (Yeah)
Nothin’ less than a brick on me (Yeah)
Young nigga but I love fuckin’ with them 80’s
Four pockets full, all these bitches want a baby
Dropped out of school, I was too much into money
Shoes never laced, bitch you’ll never see me runnin’
Now lift that ass up (Yeah), bitch now drop it (Yeah)
Why I’m in the hood, probably ’cause I’m cocky (No, fool)
Hellcat or a truck, young [?], I got options (Skrr)
Fuck her from the back, she love suckin’ dick sloppy (Ugh)
Straight to Amiris, I was never into robbin’, at all
My niggas get the party started without a DJ (Say what? Yeah)
We on some gang shit, these niggas know how we play (Come on, yeah)
She know lil’ Poody run the game, this not EA (Come on)
Record her suckin’ dick, just to keep it on reply (Ow, ow, ow, ow)
She gon’ do it for the ‘Gram, a few likes and a couple views (Buss it down)
But she got it twin sister, they bad as fuck, I’m like “Which one to choose?” (Ayy, ayy)
No matter how [?] we do it, no wrong or right, I cannot lose
Say I’m livin’ life, fuckin’ her psych, when she the blues, yeah
I can tell she wanna fuck by how she lurkin’
Probably pay her rent, they only way to get the pussy
Life been kinda hard, she don’t drink but she do bar
Don’t forget your shift tomorrow, might as well hire five
I just blew a million on my momma, I’m not lyin’ (On my momma)
Heard she top four, heard the pussy top five
Reach for a chain, baow, shots fired
I don’t care, that ain’t my bidness, I don’t even play with niggas

[Verse 2: 42 Dugg]
We [?], the corner store, [?] with two choppas (Yeah)
You know some niggas who gon’ spin, I got a few partners (Come on)
I dropped the addy, just to see what he gon’ do ’bout it (Shit)
Yeah I’m the sickest with this shit, go get the flu doctor
I’m fresh out of the dog pound, and went and copped the new color
A million dollar nigga won’t even shoot a bitch two dollars (Yeah)
But y’all ain’t even lit, remember my pockets full with lint (Ayy)
I’m faucet like [?], I hate to say but I’m full of shit (Yeah)
Parked the Audi truck and went and copped the Range Rover (I swear)
Yeah they two different truck, I think they got the same motor (Come on)
The lil’ bitch hit my line, told her pull up, and she came over (Yeah)
I swear the bitch the dumb, she gave me head and left her brain over (Look, uh)
He skipped a few [?], that nigga hidin’, he went MIA (Pussy)
The coupe got no ceiling just like Lil Wayne, but we roll with dracs
Aim the Glock for the curry, you think these bitches, came from Golden State (Come on)
These steppers, they veterans, gotta make sure that my soldiers straight