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Essi

Essi is a Finnish first name. Essi is abbreviation from Persian name Esther, which means star. By May 2010, name Essi is given to 6507 people, whence one is man. more »

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Locked in, locked in, standin' on all of my ten, yeah
Habits have been expandin' on all of my sins, yeah
I've been havin' caskets for all my kin, yeah
Stackin', fast whip, blacked in, black tint
Fast ten in the benz, my jacket payin' off your rent
Lap ten on yo' bitch, my pockets fillin' to the brim
And don't even get me started, niggas turn into a bitch
I might even be like Harvey, always keepin' me a switch
Strawberry Milk Mob on yo' bitch
She wanna feel how I dick again
I'm sippin' high-tech with a pill god
And the seal got us to ascend
She real goddess if she real modest
But my Cartis on her in her head
She wanna party on till the dead of mornin'
'Bout the time that I'm locked in
Locked in, locked in, standin' on all of my ten, yeah
Mobbin', bossin', I don't need no more friends, yeah
Often locked in, I'm often locked in, yeah
Often locked in, I'm often locked in, yeah
Top ten in the city, I always come in like a furnace
They broke as hell in the slums, they ask when they ain't got to
I'm givin' free verses
To the f*ck niggas try to skip out on the work, they gettin' a curvin'
Close my eyes when they ask for a handout, I don't like to see them hurtin'
I'm a whole different person, I ain't even Dr. Dre
But, girl, I like the way you work it
I'm puttin' blunts to my face
I'm steady tryna' to find my purpose
Dealin' with burdens locked in a thermos
They don't want murder, locked in a urn shit
Percocet immersive, talkin' third person
I'm distant' like a far sea not bout a Persian
Stick by my side, ain't even in the murses
It's only the family, I be on my Durk shit
F*ck with my dawg and you'll see me on worse shit
Sippin' on Crown, I'm a king that she worship
I've been a trooper man, give me my warship
It's only with skincare, I be on this poor shit
I got 'em acting all scared, morbid
My pockets fatter than Corden
And the blicky sting 'em like a hornet
Catchin' up speed in the Corvette
Know my brudda never talked to no warden
Plenty nights I worked turned to the morning
Watch yo' nigga, you know he an informant
They ain't even got to grill, Foreman
D&D, I'm locked in till the morning
Locked in, locked in, standin' on all of my ten, yeah
Habits have been expandin' all of my sins, yeah
I've been havin' caskset with all in my kin, yeah
Stackin' fast whi, blacked tint, black tint
Locked in, locked in, I'm standin' on all of my ten
Locked in, locked in, I'm stayin' on my ten, yeah
Locked in, locked in, I don't even want friends, yeah
Often locked in, I'm often locked in, yeah

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