LOUD PACK (feat. kana & cellyG)
T3
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Uh huh Yea yea yea Uh huh Yea yea yea, T I'm talking shit Mike Sherm in ya speakers You tryna hang ten toes in some sneakers ay Sneak dissing like a bitch you ain't a winner Wasting time getting mine wish that life was so simple Leave the house, gotta get my ass up In my pjs I don't wanna dress up Throw a dub for some gas man I'm tryna link up What's my plans for the week I already fucked up nah We to this cake never sliding out my lane And we still getting paid taking hunnids to the face yea Leave the bank like I'm running from a chase Never ran far from nun when I know I'm still safe I don't need the drums, I ain't finna run Take ya time all day now we just begun In my hood still chilling homie just because I'm tired of the pain bruh I'm not gone jaws It's cellyG the demon The nigga that's givin' ya main semen You know I'm hyphy when I slide to the Dilla Pull up, and politic with all my hittas When I dip out I squeeze on the gas Burnt rubber, make sure when I'm slidin' I don't crash One hand on the wheel gettin' jiggy when I'm slidin' to the Field Bad bitches know I got them trill deals Tell 'em come eat like I'm signin' to a deal First things first ain't no free meals Pull up to Sinclair they got good deals Handshake when I'm walkin' out 'cause I'm that real I'm a Dilla boy I'm good everywhere in the city boy Speakers knockin' so you know that it's Celly boy Pull up with a different big boy toy We in the Bay so we fuckin' with no bums We dance different, but shit we go dumb Slidin', thizzin, ghost ridin' You know my whole squad be dippin', shinin' Gotta have a step not like a white prep Show yo hips, but don't hit that weak shit Ay bruh who's gassin', drivin' Oh shit, my boy Casper slidin' Pass the juice, finna make this shit hyphy When ya bitch see me thizz, she say "Wife me" Bad bitches, back that shit up Shake that shit, go bananas f*ck it up Now I'm feelin', super sick with it My bros on top boy, we spit it Game ain't over, till you hear that whistle Too Short said it best, bitch blow that whistle Okay I'm feelin' myself 'Cause I'm drippin' ice ouu, bling blaow 'Scuse me, hello bitch please She finna suck me so I'm feelin' like YEE
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Written by: Marcel Gibson, Nathaniel Deleon, Teodoro Balderas
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