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need to take OK! And now just run away! And now you drink OK And now you feel OK Oh fuck! You crap a pants While you were in dance And now you drink OK
got mad clout Wanna give me shouts help me out Thinking with your dick now Boy you better step down Thinking i’m gonna say wow Zip up your pants boy
(love the way I dance) I hit the drippy stance (drippy drippy stance) Got yo bitch up in a trance Now yo bitch all in my pants (in my pants) I'm
drip drip (drip drip drip, dam) Pour the liquor Pull the trigger (trigger) Plump smoke around my town (town) Pull your filthy pants down (pants down)
if you drink a lot of beer, you're bound to get round , Your belly starts poochin' out, and your pants start rollin' down, But we love to polka,
Hook: Black Hat, Black Shoes Black Pants, Black Car Ouija Board On The Dash Enter The Graveyard Verse 1: Friends come and go Like seasons
on Chum Dressing Square Pants i dont give a fuck Fuck donald Trump im savage with ski jump you a silly hoe i dont give a fuck bitch you know that little
leave them Ugg boots on (But them yoga pants is comin' off as soon as we get to the house You know what I'm sayin'?) BRIDGE Oh Girl, I don't know what
of everyone (no one asked for) To pull their pants in the middle of the audience and jerk them off You believed everything that they told you, what could go
MY BLACK PANTS Flying pigs go around my head Do you hear me but no understand I can get you tell more lies Running fast on a mountain bike But
Just sit back and watch how my brothers get these bands made I just threw the fit Call up Jay I need some pants made She think I'm a thug Feel like
Bitch i'm countin' racks and i ain't packin' I got shootas with me, i ain't lackin' I got shootas with me, i ain't lackin' Sticks in my pants, i do not
eternal gloom I'm home alone, i'm shitting pants I am like Kevin, i will protect my ass The flashlight is ready, just in case electricity dies Oh my god,
fucked So baby can’t offer me anything If he want the smoke catch the whole clip I ain’t run from no nigga from no man Got the xd hangin outta my pants If
don't got no dollars in my pants right now Gotta reload Sick and tired having empty hands right now I need ammo I need ammo I need, I need Ammo I need
fucking stacking got me sagging (Rich Rich) Money in my pockets, hard to keep my pants up (Pants up) She running out of breath like she got asthma (Hu'-hu')
pants Daddy roll in my pants I stay around the same circle Cause the rest might hurt you My granny always told me patience A virtue now I brought
Balenciagas with designer pants Ballin like Lebron when they played up in the land Sheesh I don't really want friends they be switching up for bitches I
want you to smile cause girl you been lackin Turn that frown upside down girl i want you dancing Turn those pants inside out girl I want you clapping You
I got bands, I got brands, I got bitches up in france I got money in my hands while I’m takin off her pants I be flexin’ on the ‘gram with them
She want racks from the slab that I pack in my pants yeah Watch the whole band as we crash through the camp yeah Fuck what you heard we gone make our
She wanna hook up and take the chance yeah, yeah Baby control your hands, watch my fendi pants yeah Shawdy wanna take it to the next base, we be going
Without seatbelt a you drive me crazy Inna me pants major no lazor Bet you seh me have something weh you fraid ah No through you pretty like di wig pan
Everybody's pants fit a little tighter Stayed up late and pulled an all-nighter Everybody uses a match and needs a lighter But we all know it shines
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