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barloe team - trap music lyrics
cold lines from the junkie snoring
autoblow b-tch we had that hide a million dollars
in the float serve on one of our nikki baby outside
the door before serving guests like we
work al tents a cold b-tch me doing numbers
daddy n-ggasnever seen bich we doing
sh-t debbie n-ggas kind of t neverbeen to cali
but i’m smoking counted we’d never been to dallas
but i said for medicine i small r-t-rded
pack on my day have a heard attack
oh a hair hard they called me little
cardi yeah but you wanna get stoned where there bob marley
yet i’m trying well b-tch parted a my baby front let haiti etagere
my type.a lady i think i need a chill i’ve been
going kind of crazy sir my daughter out
on her porch ‘´m doing numbers daily i’m serving jake is better
bec i feel like this the ages try mining new yeah you see
me account earnings on the taylor yeahweh
f-cking deal n-gga yeah i did it shi without it already pounds in him
and sh-t again crowded all the money on me man i mean sone hill the country
i wouldn’t mind the young man i need me in the country
i got n-gga day than going and i got n-ggas ain’t accounted for some
money on your life we had to hear that like i found it
dirty money, dirty money, got a lot of pot
dirty money, dirty mind and win a bar spot when i bought a jar then i went about a wet
spend it cover bands here that sh-t here costs a lot i trap it in
i spend if for the pop it up bolinas this ain’t really nothing cuz you know
i’m getting plenty but a branded drug cuz ain’t got no time to rainy
b-tch i feel i did a boy’s mother so i spend i
is my side spinning, puts a bomb game-planning shudderingly no witness
you know all my n-ggas waiting, used to chop off a tostone
b-tch i can’t be selling dope
so my n-ggas kicking doors i dind’t even know try
out my new yeah you see me and count una’s on the table yeah we’re kind
of doubts, f-ck a dear n-gga yeah i did a sh-t without it already
pounds in her mana sh-t again crowded, all the money y’all me man
i need some h-ll to count it
i did’n ming the young man i need me an accountant i got n-ggas dead
and gone and i got n-ggas in the county put some money on your
life we had your hair they like about it
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