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Hold my lady tight like tourniquets
Shii, If I get in the ride
Then I gotta floor the *****
Stop
Had to tell my old shorty
"Kick rocks"
I smoke 7g a week
That will keep from the doctor
F***sake
That won't keep me from the cops
I've been tryna get it back
Turn a loss into a chop
Jes ain't never trip
I keep a beezie in my sock
Jes-jesi Mr.Clean
Like use the broom
Them use the mop, mop, mop
We can make it chippy
What the ****
Get it cross-cut
Fitted in a track jack
Feeling like a mobster
I was in love
She was loving off the pills
She was spending on Valis
I was sending P for Costa
You ain't got no heart
Put a header on the cross
Said, He ain't got no heart
Grab the penny when it drops
Guess who made the beat-
That's Fantastic Mr. Fox
Said we went from bare chat
To BSL when I clocked it
Hold my lady tight like tourniquets
Shii, If I get in the ride
Then I gotta floor the *****
Stop
Had to tell my old shorty
"Kick rocks"
I smoke 7g a week
That will keep from the doctor
F***sake
That won't keep me from the cops
I've been tryna get it back
Turn a loss into a chop
Jes ain't never trip
I keep a beezie in my sock
Jesi Mr.Clean
Like use the broom
Them use the mop, mop, mop
Gunner on my chest
That mean corner kick on corner kick
I'm Dre after the flip
Means I'm winning the whole tournament
Breché for the bucks
And my pension got like 4 in it
Want what's in my pocket
Or the shoebox where I'm storing it
Why am I getting pulled up at a Green?
Why the full beams?
Thank God they never
Checked under the seat
They chatting
They ain't ever make a team
You ain't on the ball
Better shut ya mouth
No Lamine
Why am I getting pulled up at a Green?
Why the full beams?
Thank God they never
Checked under the seat
They chatting
They ain't ever make a team
You ain't on the ball
Better shut ya mouth
No Lamine
I mean it
Hold my lady tight like tourniquets
Shii, If I get in the ride
Then I gotta floor the *****
Stop
Had to tell my old shorty
"Kick rocks"
I smoke 7g a week
That will keep from the doctor
F***sake
That won't keep me from the cops
I've been tryna get it back
Turn a loss into a chop
Jes ain't never trip
I keep a beezie in my sock
If a ***** talking bad
Turn these hands into choppers



Autor(en): John Esin, Louis Fox



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