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6 car pile up, just a mile up |
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Sick sick sick sick |
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(Repeat) |
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Eyes on me, dreams on me |
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I'm waiting tables |
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When I am so able |
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When shit don't sound stable |
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My label accomplished it |
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I'm goin take over this |
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In fact, I warned you bitch |
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I'll make your tummy sick |
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I'm on some evil shit |
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Own this shit, scheme this shit |
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Demons talk to me |
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So thats who I'm leaving with |
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If you can't feed a bitch |
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Then you don't need a bitch |
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I'mma slit your wrist... |
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I'mma slit your wrist... |
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Be quiet little lamb |
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I need you for tonight |
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Wanna take a ride with me? |
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No thats the wrong seat |
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First I tie your hands and feet |
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Shh, don't make a peep |
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From the trunk they can see |
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They be bouncing with the beat |
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[Hook] |
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Cars in a circle |
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Little lamb in the middle |
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All the head lights, so bright |
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He ain't cast a shadow off |
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(Repeat) |
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I'm goin put bruises on some other fine bitch |
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I walk in and licked it |
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And this is so vicious |
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I gave it and hold it |
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But no you don't need it |
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So give that shit raw bitch |
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You get down for me |
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I'mma break your neck up and have it so fast |
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I need you to know you bout to fall out Sophina |
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And when I grow old and shit |
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Young bloods still know this shit |
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There is more evil then sits in the corridor |
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I'm on some coke, and some dope |
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And that coping shit |
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Gimme that codeine fast |
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I wan't that numbing shit |
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Evil round goes around |
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Peaking in doors and shit |
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Looking for ho's |
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And I am over it |
