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cuzzin howie & milc - woosah lyrics

[intro: milc]
uh, yeah

[verse 1: milc]
east side fly, still rock a rugby
my pocket lovely
i’m sippin’ henny straight, i let her pop the bubbly
she asked me what i want in life, i said “a lot of money”
the way i talk my sh_t, the block gotta love me
993 stained up from cognac and rain
northeast boys wildin’, we all act the same
that rapper lame, corny ass gold sn_tch his chain
fact remains, no pro athlete had to back the gang
on my second run, vinyl sold out, the record spun
family forever, f_ck the fame, flex the funk
woke up to breakfast drunk with a extra chunk
youngin’ steppin’ on a mountain like a tibetan monk
i ain’t regrettin’ much, it’s the pain that shaped me
the kush was pressure, the ‘caine was flaky
my lane was shaky
mom and pops did a good job, but it was northside and the gang that made me, uh

[verse 2: milc]
east side fly, still rock a bucket hat
shotgun in the bucket low, who they buckin’ at?
all this rappin’ ’bout some chili but who touching that?
it’s like the big ten the way they breakin’ up the pack
sportscenter on mute, beat playin’, it write itself
all these medals off the water, feel like michael phelps
d_ck get hard when the box land in the bible belt
real stepper, they never knew how that title felt
streams not gon’ pay your rent, neither will that show, though
little to no dough, talkin’ ’bout that you owed, though
better bust down, so no doors
broke hoes, don’t know those
you a groupie posin’ with these rappers in these photos
where your pride? where your side? where you come from?
need a lump sum, take it out and count out a hundon
the little fella eatin’ everything like tum tum
all my heroes dead or all my heroes unsung

- cuzzin howie milc

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