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mob9 - thinkin bout me كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(lucki)
tryn to meet my ex b_tch right now, just sold her ecstasy
i’m off these power puff girl ,you snort the recipe
you think i’m playin i got jokes look for the better me
i’m all f_cked up and highlighted so you get the best of meee

[first verse]
(lucki)
i’m off some heavy drugs feel like i way a bunch
take weight of that n_gga baack ,lead your ass to the hunch
got what you need go ask them college students,it go from want to need now i’m f_cking truing
learned from my big homies they toght me how to shake’n bake
if i ain’t first im last so first i race
said sl_ts & drugs was done ,come say that to my face
took ten xanax’s to gеt numb, thought i felt that yesterday

[bridge]
(lucki) right, but i’m nеver going to feel that again
just rapping up the bull sh_t
man
just hope your wrapping up your bull sh_t
right
because i’m too high can’t understand, i’m thinking about
me ,and me ,and me ,and me
right
i’m thinking about me me ,and me ,and me ,and me
right
i’m thinking about me, me ,and me ,and me
right
(mob9)yeah, yeah, yeah ,yeah
[seconed verse]
(mob9)
my dad sold drugs, he made bead as the plug ,i what’s born as the plug so i sold bud
they say n_ggas pick cotten so i just copped yea i copped pop xanax’s till i’m rotten
i see n_ggas keep plotten like a n_gga ain’t watching
then i started making money ,cause i was making money ,you don’t get it you a dummy ,n_ggas acting funny cut them out of the circle u ain’t gully, you a nothing, i was in too deep so a n_gga got locked
like a n_gga got shot
so a n_gga out with a heat
i got love for the streets, new york let’s eat
if it don’t make dollars it don’t make sense, i’m not following my pops i’m just tryn to get rich ,so far i’m just selling bags to your b_tch, got my whole mf school lit
they ain’t saying they was f_cking the sh_ts, now who saying they f_cking w the kidd
999 till my third eye roll back
i don’t stink you smelling that loud pack
smoke more than what i sell i don’t regret it ,i still make my money i don’t forget it
[outro]
(mob9)
i’m thinking about me i’m all f_cked up, money on my mind wile the club going up man i’m sitting in class and i’m off theses drugs f_ck your connect man i got my own plug man i sell these drugs out my pocket, i been the buzz man i’m high as f_ck

- mob9

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