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bleachboys - want it lyrics
[chorus: sample]
how do you want it?
how do you feel?
comin’ up as a n-gga in the cash game
livin’ in the fast lane, i’m for real
[verse 1: krisisdead]
hold up, let me tap back to my west coast roots
cop a couple drop tops
soup shooting out the roof
p-ssed off i can’t wear a grill that fits my f-cking fangs
hands up when i press you for your wife
pocket change, boy
i’m counting up these bands while you goons do the dash
keep a strap in my hands while you pay me in advance
keep a ratchet on my dash
finna wreck sh-t (yeah)
flipping bricks while your dumb -ss got a high schooler pregnant
[verse 2: izaguirre]
b-tch, you thought that izzy wasn’t gonna be on this?
i’m riding down the street and i be revving up my engine
when it comes to making tracks, you f-cking with the best, b-tch
nicotine is in my f-cking lungs and i could care less
call up my boy jacob but we crash your f-cking parties
yeah, i know she’s into me
i could take your f-cking shawty
if you need that choppa talk i’ll call my homeboy oxy
i be representing bleach
you know that we the posse
[chorus: sample]
how do you want it?
how do you feel?
comin’ up as a n-gga in the cash game
livin’ in the fast lane, i’m for real
how do you want it yeah?
how do you feel?
comin’ up as a n-gga in the cash game
livin’ in the fast lane, i’m for real
[verse 3: oxycaution]
how you want it, b-tch?
on your -ss or your face?
oooh
choppa caught a body and i’m ’bout to hit the race too
just trying to get rich
cop some weed or a fit
where your girl at?
with me and her lips are on my d-ck
count my sins up
holy water leaving scars, aye
rocket on me so i’ll send a n-gga to the stars, yeah
lost a couple n-ggas to the xannies
yeah, the bars (aye)
money stretching
i’m finessing ’til i’m copping foreign cars
[verse 4: advancers]
i just want to cop designer
head up the hills
but you know there’s people plotting when they see you counting bills
i would never let it up
just to see myself a mil’
say she want to date me
wanna see if this sh-t real
i just want to tell you the truth:
we making moves
had to roll a couple blunts
now i’m living in the groove
had to cut that b-tch off
she was f-cking up my mood
but she sucked me off once
now she got a sweet tooth
[chorus: sample]
how do you want it?
how do you feel?
comin’ up as a n-gga in the cash game
livin’ in the fast lane, i’m for real
how do you want it yeah?
how do you feel?
comin’ up as a n-gga in the cash game
livin’ in the fast lane, i’m for real
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