Lyrics:
Oh me, oh my my (haan) Gone need more quinine (Montana) Oh me, oh my my (Haan, off the rip) Gone need more quinine (aye aye aye) I'ma ride with
Oh me, oh my my (Haan!) Gone need more quinine (Montana!) Oh me, oh my my (Haan! Off the rip) Gone need more quinine (Aye aye aye) I'ma ride with my
Quails quaffing quinine Quails quaffing quinine Quails quaffing quinine With quaaludes With quaaludes Quite queer Quails quaffing quinine 'Cause
A comical vest to save her chest From common cold or the cush She drank quinine and spirit's of wine To cure the pip-i-dy pop Till she became a what's-the
Quinine feel my pain Take me back to the calm To the plain Quinine take me home to a place without pain In a calm Quinine is my man Such a pain
akankwataho nka tattoo Anturura tu tu tu ekyana tu tu yee Wija olija ombere queen nashasha obe quinine Sharamu ombere queen washasha mbe quinine Nobwokuhunama
kuoth ɛtäth ɛgɔa Cɛ bil ɛgɔa Ci nɛn ɛgɔa duŋ derɛ gɔa deji moc kɛ gua̱th lɔc I want to be your king my beautiful queen Quinine of fever I feeling fever
exotique Baigné toute l’année, par le soleil, unique Sous les alizés, saveur quinine-tonic D’un éternel été, dans une ile des tropiques Couplet 2 Sur le
de quinine Ciels successifs ne font rien à l'affaire Personne n'lève le doigt, la vie manque à l'appel Pas d'application pour trouver l'équilibre
and quinine Cut that bitch a thousand times Phone call said he need a brick I text him back, "Come stand in line" You went out of town so I had to wack your
Hood billionaire Nigga need that quinine I'm making more with the baking soda, don't hate on me You know where I'm at though I'm riding down
brothers for a Dime of quinine dreams Like a night this side of dying Her day's inside the dropper on the shelf Like the shelter she's been
on the corner sellin' weed and hard (look) Heroin and Quinine, seven-figure business deals Seventeen-five, time to show you how to really live Pull up
and quinine Cut that bitch a thousand times Phone call said he need a brick I text him back, "Come stand in line" You went out of town so I had to wack your
low Sliding down the backroads In a room full of crack smoke I mix the quinine with the lactose My drilla's got the pistol Or it's a long blade like
That white girl, we mix it with quinine You players try and ball from the sidelines While I'm aging like fine wine, you internet thuggin' somebody
on 63, rest in peace to [?] Heroin and quinine Cut that bitch a thousand times Phone call said he need a brick I text him back, "Come stand in line"
Hood Billionaire Nigga need that quinine I'm making more with the baking soda, don't hate on me You know where I'm at though I'm riding down Elvis
gon' come down there and tear Baton Rouge up One on a one and I'm twenty-five hundred a zap Hit the H with the quinine I spray with the (shh), and I
sur l'affiche Qui me sourit à chaque fois Pour une nuit d'amour gratis J'y donnerais, a m'donnerait n'importe quoi Beau beau beau beaucoup de quinine
Quinine powder and alcohol, stir until dissolved The future isn't flying cars, it's Rachel Dolezal absolved It's autonomous computers sendin'
that mean that Benz got power (skrrt-skrrt) We need Bonita and quinine, it's to blend with powder (whip it) Y'all gon' die a thousand times, you
nananère Et c’est à la médecine que j’ai donné mon corps Alors vive la quinine et tintin les croque-morts Maintenant je vous laisse et laissez-moi nom de
lucid imma bout to loose it, duck Wake up feelin like Einstein Mixed with a Muay Thai Feelin' like my time Finally primetime I got quinine Mixed
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