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Aye (yuh) Aye (yuh) Aye (yuh) Aye (yuh) Deposit the money Save up for a trip to where it's sunny Get mo drip, can't catch me lookin bummy With the 3:16's oh yes he's so stunning Cousin skeet on heat you Doug funny With the diary beats run ya lunch money See I complete feats sheesh I'm so cunning When I hit them sheets beep beep she so coming You see police and yo soul runnin If you pay that fee can't sneak you wit nothin It's the same wit weed can't can't sneak the big puffin If ya Play my MP3 the bitch jumpin Say oww break the shit down to pounds pounds Buss the flip goin round round 12 know what's goin down down they don't make no sound UH Rip it up (mm) seems like all I do's flip it up (mm) Dave gon package it fill it up seal it up Gimme 2 minutes ima pick it up Buss down then refill it up (mm) Seems like niggas can't get enough (why) New blue strip interior fill it up New whip drip no tint in ya Fit gon switch Ben ten'n ya drip it up My bitch lick like sippy cup Mmm Just Look at that way she sit it up Get it up just bout that time I reel it up Say oww break the shit down to pounds pounds Buss the flip goin round round 12 know what's goin down down they don't make no sound Silence, quiet, I set a blunt on fire like a riot Pussy is good everytime I try it Used to be trappin zones out the Hyatt Just got the shit crackin at home, Big dog and they all on my bone Slide up on a bitch like Jerome Niggas weak and I keep it strong Me and Tez like Ceech n Chong I'm the type you should leave alone Chinky eyes like Nia Long Red Light Yellow Light Green Light Gone Say oww break the shit down to pounds pounds Buss the flip goin round round 12 know what's goin down down they don't make no sound Big bottle of the bub Thick model in the tub Spill gelato on the rug Ya'll niggas know wassup Every bitch want a hug Really i'm just tryna f*ck Skip the line at the club F*ck a line i'm a thug Swag drippin like blood Tell a nigga boss up Leave a bitch mouth shut Bitch shut the f*ck up All the chickens gon cluck All these niggas look stuck Where is Phelps look up Noreaga What What Say oww break the shit down to pounds pounds Buss the flip goin round round 12 know what's goin down down they don't make no sound Mmm Runnin this shit god damn damn Trappin on the shift get band Blunt in my hand gotta keep it blunt man Hustle up til a pimp get mo land Why you in my ear with all of them plans Snare drum clarinet how a pimp stick wit the bands Send the advance or do you like Triple H theme song meaning you got no chance Tag in my mans Hold on everybody everybody get ya roll on Pockets deep like the O zone Smoke a whole zone with no clothes on Bad bitch in my bed and she bout to go home (du) Oww break the shit down to pounds pounds Buss the flip goin round round 12 know what's goin down down they don't make no sound Mmm
Sanatçı: Ilajide, Mic Phelps
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