The bottles brake us all, drop the two of us in the '
I'm so cut'like my nigga'
Take it full for mama children'he gonna meat me, gonna squeeze me
Anybody knows
'bitch I'm in the middle of a murder right know
Never heard about their son, long 'with a long dick
What the fuck you know we're in it, nigga pull up and he get it
What the fuck you know we're in it, nigga pull up and he get it
What the fuck you know we're in it, nigga pull up and he get it, nigga pull up and he get it
What the fuck you know we're in it, nigga pull up and he get it
What the fuck you know we're in it, nigga pull up and he get it
Hold up, hold up, hold up Mazu this ain't funny
Men what the fuck are you born with, when I grab all this money
But it suppose to be clean enough but the deliver won't stand
What pain it won't be enough '
My double cause real money
I could fuck one '
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You don't have to shot that hoer
What the fuck you know we're in it, nigga pull up and he get it
What the fuck you know we're in it, nigga pull up and he get it
What the fuck you know we're in it, nigga pull up and he get it
What the fuck you know we're in it, nigga pull up and he get it
What the fuck you know we're in it, nigga pull up and he get it
What the fuck you know we're in it, nigga pull up and he get it
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