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Memphis Bleek
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The Code
Kg nigga, let's get loud It's that music right here that make broke niggas clear the road, hahaha
Tell them romies who stink, all I need is a drink Tell shawty come here, I need something to squeeze Look at her, she bad, louie shoes and the bag She asked me what was my name I told her whole lot of cash All I need is some ace, tell em bring me a case If they ain't got it then brown 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 I preffer deuce say Balle sneaks on my feet, make the outfit complete And what I hold on my hip, it makes you cowards retreat Everything turnt up, with my team turnt up And I lean, like I'm on promethezene, word up Tell my rodie roll up, show these shawties roll love And I been drinking from the bottle while I'm holding this cup
[Hook] I'm on that 1,2, that's the ace deuce And I don't dance I just got a 1,2 I get a bad bitch everytime I come through And I touch paper like a bank teller do And I got my weed rolled, got 2 bad hoes Got a stereophone cup sipping the coke slow Repping bk still, niggas know how it go I got a stereophone cups sipping the coke slow Let's go
So many bad bitches in here man, I'm confused Tell shawty shake it, like she having a seizure Hit it once and forgot her, I done caught the amnesia Ask these niggas who want it, I'm the realest that done it These niggas out here keep it 80 me, I keep it 100 On that deuce I be trippin, niggas say I don't listen Mama say I'm follow women, grandma say I was pimping Groupie hoes catch feelings, me I'm sort of a villain Fuck the walls in that box, her shit ain't got no ceiling Like the coupe I whip, I need soup I sip Whole team rock hoods, on that trevon shit Hit the club and I ball, I end up spending it all Bad bitches with the tan, niggas know what we on
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I lay low for a minute, now I'm back in the spot I don't throw off liquor, but I throw off rock I'm still propellor fly, my marting margellas on My deuce, mixed with the goose, that's what's in my stereophone My bitch bad like a bully, niggas mad like how could he Make the moves like he do, he keep it hood with no hoodie When I'm gone on that ace, you can tell on my face That I'm fucked up, and I need a bitch to fuck in new ways I mean, show me shit I never seen Come and hop upon this dick like you hop in them jeans I ain't playing, fuck real love Come fuck a real thug, and I do that code That's what you need
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