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changoos - no drugz lyrics
(ha, ha, ha, ha)
(hah, hah)
(b_tch, b_tch)
(woah)
(gang, gang)
(pullup)
(ay_ ay_ aye skidee you got it!)
i don’t do no percs but i still make bread (bread)
i don’t do no drugs but i still get cheques (cheques)
i don’t do no percs but i still make bread (what)
i don’t do no drugs but i still get cheques (money)
i don’t look that good but im still gettin’ head (yeah)
i don’t sip no lean i don’t sip on red (red)
how im gettin’ these racks they don’t think that way (what)
crocin in my head, while im off my bed, on my way boutta run these bands (yeah)
vvs on my t__th (whoa)
diamond aglets on my feet (what?)
it’s a mistake if you run up on me
lookin for the day me and gang meet
im spittin’ cold bars, skidee on the beat
them p_ssy ass hoes just wanna bе me
yo trackhawk way too slow
my baby maxima got the real speed
thеm cool kids they vapin’, they f_ckin their lungs
how you think it’s cool, i don’t find that sh_t fun
i’m gonna be dancin on your mf grave
while im’ma be 50 and you prolly dead
keep stackin that money on yo girls head
she swallowed my kids im callin the fed’s
run up gun bussin’ go slide on ’em opps
i’m drinkin on fiji you lookin for jobs
new watch everyweek, new b_tch everyday
im puttin’ in work and i’ll get it one day
if you ain’t got money 10 meters away
good sh_t for my family that’s all what i pray
just wanna make money with the same gang
yo b_tch ridin’ d_ck need a gang bang
hopped in the ‘xima this b_tch goin over 200
you asked for a 10 here take a one hunnid
i don’t do no percs but i still make bread (bread)
i don’t do no drugs but i still get cheques (cheques)
i don’t do no percs but i still make bread (what)
i don’t do no drugs but i still get cheques (money)
i don’t look that good but im still gettin’ head (yeah)
i don’t sip no lean i don’t sip on red (red)
how im gettin’ these racks they don’t think that way (what)
crocin in my head, while im off my bed, on my way boutta run these bands (yeah)
vvs on my t__th (whoa)
diamond aglets on my feet (what?)
it’s a mistake if you run up on me
lookin for the day me and gang meet
im spittin’ cold bars, skidee on the beat
them p_ssy ass hoes just wanna be me
yo trackhawk way too slow
my baby maxima got the real speed
them cool kids they vapin’, they f_ckin their lungs
how you think it’s cool, i don’t find that sh_t fun
i’m gonna be dancin on your mf grave
while im’ma be 50 and you prolly dead
keep stackin that money on yo girls head
she swallowed my kids im callin the fed’s
run up gun bussin’ go slide on ’em opps
i’m drinkin on fiji you lookin for jobs
new watch everyweek, new b_tch everyday
im puttin’ in work and i’ll get it one day
if you ain’t got money 10 meters away
good sh_t for my family that’s all what i pray
just wanna make money with the same gang
yo b_tch ridin’ d_ck need a gang bang
hopped in the ‘xima this b_tch goin over 200
you asked for a 10 here take a one hunnid
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