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Sahtyre
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1992
Yeah and really I ain't never gave a fuck Saht be that nigga when you see me homie say 'What up?' These boozy bitches be annoying like a paper cut All I'm trying to do is make some music till I take my drugs Long hair, don't care, on some Wayne shit Just cause my voice weird, don't mean I'm on some Wayne shit Cali in my blood, slit my wrists so you can taste it Bitch niggas running like graffiti when the paint drip I'm on a space ship, feeling so groovy High like cooley with syrup in my smoothie Jealous motherfuckers wanna judge like Judy But I don't give a damn, if you don't like it bitch sue me Got a dubee full of hash, burn it to ash Ass, the bitch I keep it wet, splash Roll up in the bar, full bottle and a flask And if you ain't fucking with us, y'all can kiss my ass And I just might spaz, when your bitch ass, first name Cass no rass Remember when a nigga ain't had no cash Now I'm laughing at them dumb hoes that didn't let me smash LSD what you telling me? And all my niggas is real, no Tel Aviv And it's hella G and they will agree Cause we got em' all hooked, no msg And it's feeling like we cheating, everyday a weekend I'mma die eventually, so whats the point of sleeping? Always late as fuck to these boring ass meetings 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 Rather be with all my niggas smoking joints and drinking Ha, so they say I'mma delinquent I say they just afraid cause I think quick Chase Moore and the hippy so I be sick, beast it You ain't fucking with us, eat a dick till your teeth chip Homie I'mma be me, drugs in my beanie I wish a nigga would, I told that to my genie Sipping on that premium with shrooms like Luigi Whole other world, couldn't find me with a Ouija It's easy, Sahteezy, young steezy Climb from the bottom to the top, no ZZ From LA to DC to Asia to Figi They crank up the [?], they go crazy when they see me Cause I'm right here in 3D, and I kill beats [?] Your [?], don't give a shit, if a sample it was [?] It was life shit cause it's my shit Can't see me like fly shit, get off my dick Either get the point or you get the point of my ice pick Die slow, die slow, fro like sideshow Bob getting bobbed by some broad puffing hydro Hands up in the sky though, middle finger flipping to the 5-0 West like 5-0, bitch Four walls they surround me
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