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quitit 2
by bryalle
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She wanna fuck, and its great
I got the racks, its ok
You fell in my trap, you is bait
Yeah, I do not know, why these niggas hate
Yeah, I do not know, money every day
Man I feel like Vaun, got the racks in the safe
Man I feel like Tay, gotta' rush the race
And they say you gon' run yeah you looking straight
Get in shape, now
That boy, he gon' break down
Make him hit the breakdown
We making all that cake, now
Get in shape, now
That boy, he gon' break down
Make him hit the breakdown
We making all that cake, now
Sipping drank, like my name Kankan
Lil boy, no you cant cant
Bomb that boy, like I'm I- ran ran
He see the G-19, and he ran ran
Air got me sick, now
We see that boy, tell him sit down
You is my son, you my kid now
Honestly, don't give a shit now
They ask me like "How many bands"? I say hella'
I'm rocking yellow glasses' feel like Ella
Put the shoe on the foot, she like Cinderella
I got a girl white plug, named Bella
I got a girl white plug, named Stella
How many bands? lil boy I cant tella'
You ask how I'm doing, I tell you like wella'
If you get locked up, you get put in that cellar
She wanna fuck, and its great
I got the racks, its ok
You fell in my trap, you is bait
Yeah, I do not know, why these niggas hate
Yeah, I do not know, money every day
Man I feel like Vaun, got the racks in the safe
Man I feel like Tay, gotta' rush the race
And they say you gon' run yeah you looking straight
She wanna fuck, and its great
I got the racks, its ok
You fell in my trap, you is bait
Yeah, I do not know, why these niggas hate
Yeah, I do not know, money every day
Man I feel like Vaun, got the racks in the safe
Man I feel like Tay, gotta' rush the race
And they say you gon' run yeah you looking straight
Get in shape, now
That boy, he gon' break down
Make him hit the breakdown
We making all that cake, now
Get in shape, now
That boy, he gon' break down
Make him hit the breakdown
We making all that cake, now
Sipping drank, like my name Kankan
Lil boy, no you cant cant
Bomb that boy, like I'm I- ran ran
He see the G-19, and he ran ran
Air got me sick, now
We see that boy, tell him sit down
You is my son, you my kid now
Honestly, don't give a shit now
They ask me like "How many bands"? I say hella'
I'm rocking yellow glasses' feel like Ella
Put the shoe on the foot, she like Cinderella
I got a girl white plug, named Bella
I got a girl white plug, named Stella
How many bands? lil boy I cant tella'
You ask how I'm doing, I tell you like wella'
If you get locked up, you get put in that cellar
She wanna fuck, and its great
I got the racks, its ok
You fell in my trap, you is bait
Yeah, I do not know, why these niggas hate
Yeah, I do not know, money every day
Man I feel like Vaun, got the racks in the safe
Man I feel like Tay, gotta' rush the race
And they say you gon' run yeah you looking straight
