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Uhhh Huhh Everyday I clock-in Do dis shit like clockwork Lil bro get the drop in Tryna make my team pop Bro say he got wock in My lil bitch a top ten Hit the club the glock in Cut em off he straight cop Get some pape we locked in Call the plug we cop ten All these Glocks come 5 gen Run it up I can't stop Run it up I can't stop Tell the truth I can't lie Two Foe we the new new TLC like left eye Stack that paper Left that bitch Now that hoe feel left out Yo money small lil boy You need to stick yo chest out Cop a fit den check out I get to thinking about my niggas sometimes I wanna check out All that ass up in her draws She still gone rock her breast out I'm still answering jail calls until my niggas bail out Or come home or some Everyday I clock-in Do dis shit like clockwork Lil bro get the drop in Tryna make my team pop Bro say he got wock in My lil bitch a top ten Hit the club the glock in Cut em off he straight cop Get some pape we locked in Call the plug we cop ten All these Glocks come 5 gen Run it up I can't stop I can see my self Somewhere counting a mill or some She keep dancing on the boy She want me to feel or some All these racks up in her pocket She want me to give her sum I hit the mall and get her nun Dat bitch keep on clubbing All these backwoods dat we smoking These bitch come in Russian The bitch keep lying Up on her cousin But want me to trust her I'm tucked up Up in my crib The strap right by my cover I steady getting into with my bitch She screaming I don't love her I make that pape bout 5 ways Lil bro strapped wih 5 Ks That SRT we dry race About that clout I can't chase I pull-up inna i8 She steady screaming I HATE I'm out of town I buy Bape Den pull-up right to chase bank I'm on dis drank I can't thank Bitch quit saying you can't can't You ain having no pape Nigga we the top rank Everyday I clock-in Do dis shit like clockwork Lil bro get the drop in Tryna make my team pop Bro say he got wock in My lil bitch a top ten Hit the club the glock in Cut em off he straight cop Get some pape we locked in Call the plug we cop ten All these Glocks come 5 gen Run it up I can't stop
Writer(s): Jamario Randle Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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