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Thommy Propane

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I got shooters in the uber dont be dumb
Nigga try to take my chain they gone do it to em
It wasn't beef if you ain't kill who you into it wit
I'm in the A I told this baby I feel Ludacris
Bring some champagne to the table we the goof fellas
Gettin money fuckin whores baby look at us
I done prolly hit yo favorite r&b bitch
We ain't answering no questions we aint see shit

Choose up while I'm here I ain't stayin long
If he ain't up enough to kick it tell em stay at home
Whats in this cup a have my mama say I'm dead wrong
Bitches playin on my phone I feel like Craig mama
Nigga touch one a the guys knock his head off
Told him if he shop in bulk I take some bread off it
Told him if he got a custo I got extras
Take the ball full court baby no pressure
I threw the work like a sport made em go catch it
Caught the work and did his dance like Randy Moss
I got some lil niggas don't complain what it cost
I met them niggas at the port like Rick Ross
If she dont see that I'm important she can get lost
Niggas tryna add us up by what we bought
Niggas tryna do the math to no avail
Baby think I'm all that like Keenan & Kel
Lemon pepper all flats imma cook myself
If its smoke lil nigga then its top shelf
If its broke I got contracts to fix it
I been talkin shit nigga you just wasn't listening
I got these pills from the farm you got no chicken
Opp bitch dropped the lo you aint low at all
You watched yo mans die
You ain't blow at all
Prolly thought I was broke til I showed it off
Them niggas thought I was a scrub til I showed my colors
Told her I don't fall in love she can f*ck my brothers
Any nigga I'm around I can get em paid
I'm nsync wit the streets like Justin Timberlake
Opp bitch wanna take me on a dinner date
Fucked her wit my gun on me just in case
When she let me do her up I fucked her face
Yea guess whose back I feel like Mase

I got shooters in the uber dont be dumb
Nigga try to take my chain they gone do it to em
It wasn't beef if you ain't kill who you into it wit
I'm in the A I told this baby I feel Ludacris
Bring some champagne to the table we the goof fellas
Gettin money fuckin whores baby look at us
I done prolly hit yo favorite r&b bitch
We ain't answering no questions we aint see shit

Bitch see me and get excited I'm like a prize
If you ain't into gettin money you not my type
If you aint into flashy niggas you might not like me
Stood tall I ain't cry when I got indicted
Lil folks caught the contact from pyrex
Quit talkin about yo opps if you aint slidin
F*ck you talkin bout them chops you still in hidin
I might sign some young killas like Kevin Liles
You aint never touched a 50 lil nigga you childish
Lil bitch buy me rick she think she stylish
Bitch I could've been a pimp my heart so solid
She think I'm stone cold
Told the bitch to gone on
I ain't never been a bitch or tucked my tail
She gotta be up on my dick cause I love myself
I got them shooters in the uber lil dawg be careful
I done put the work in
I deserve to be selfish

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