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Vegeta - Bottled Water (written by Leáfy Trav)
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Devin Williams
Devin Williams
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Ooh-Ooo Ooo-ooo I'll take a bottled water I can't trust a thing that you pour in that glass Energy is strange why you shakin' like that? Shit just ain't sittin' right wit' me like it got knifed in the ass I see that you was startled (I see) Stallin' on the road I ain't even pull up that fast Had plenty time to prepare and cover up the red flags You turnin' 'to that tainted soul that you left in the past Dirt up on yo' shoes (shoes) Ain't no hidin' those Let's be rational Judgin' by yo' mood that's impossible Truth (truth) It'd be nice to know Final chapter in our story now I'm lettin' you go Character grade lower tier you'll never make honor roll Face already fye got a model in it See it from behind got a wobble in it Body cold as ice nigga don't know 'bout no avalanches Gave you the freeze pop just like any man would do in my postion The looks on point but it's like yo' head and yo' top is missin' Ain't got no home trainin' yet you grew up with a father figure Passive aggressive fix yo' pose don't care you photogenic Still would take you out the picture I'll take a bottled water (I will) I can't trust a thing that you pour in that glass (no mam) Energy is strange why you shakin' like that? (uh un) Shit just ain't sittin' right wit' me like it got knifed in the ass I see that you was startled (I see) Stallin' on the road I ain't even pull up that fast Had plenty time to prepare and cover up the red flags You turnin' 'to that tainted soul that you left in the past Dirt up on yo' shoes (shoes) Ain't no hidin' those Let's be rational Judgin' by yo' mood that's impossible Truth (truth) It'd be nice to know Final chapter in our story now I'm lettin' you go Character grade lower tier you'll never make honor roll I'll take a bottled water Fix me up a beverage sorry I think not Don't want no concoction you gon' scare off my cock You got a better chance at winnin' big on the slots Dirt up on yo' shoes The feelings I had for you they decided to leave You came back to mi casa legs was spreadin' for me I saw the box but couldn't open it like it's Christmas Eve That's how you know we through I'll take a bottled water shawty I got my reasons A nigga would be obliged you came through wit' a Fiji Thought you was fightin' demons it turns out you the demon Prolly spit up in that juice Watchin' too much Color Purple Celie got you out here tweakin'
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