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Nigga, I just dropped fire, now I'm on to my deluxe When them BOAs got clipped, I was shootin' to the lux She can't play me like a scrub, nigga, cause I been the one Pain in my pop, lotta codeine in my crush Bean after bean, losin' z's, I got a problem See him out the fully sneeze, I done sent him to the doctor You be petty wit yo hustle, that's the reason you won't prosper Drac in my pants, walkin' funny, fuckin' up my posture Seeing how I treat my bitch, now they tryna make the roster She gon' keep her shit private, cause she know they tryna watch her Surf and turf, carry out, I just left prime and proper We back rich, feelin' like my nigga Lopster Savage mode, I was that before Pluto made monster I'ma put a bitch to work before I ever be her sponsor Cut my dreads off, but in my heart, I'm still a Rasta Wayne and Mad Max, bitch, I grew up watchin' Shottas Expensive tastebuds, Lani barely eat McDonald's Hit the road and took a risk, you ain't even make a dollar Swimmin' with the sharks, you gon' bring it to your mama Niggas talkin' all this paper, ain't got a thousand for a choppa At the lab, makin' hits, talkin' shit with my toes out When you hear the Skate Team, you know I'm 'bout to roll bounce Camp full of bitches, so I guess they brought the hoes out If you hungry, I'ma feed you, I can't do shit with a closed mouth
Writer(s): Marco Harper Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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