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ralfy the plug - uncle corolla lyrics

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[intro]
(thank you fizzle)

[chorus]
i knew that n_gga was a cop from his combover
mom’s like, “god got you, why you bring that gun over?”
three_hundred in a pop, b_tch, no, you can’t have none of my soda
i’m in a foreign, and you still in your uncle corolla
i knew that n_gga was a cop from his combover
mom’s like, “god got you, why you bring that gun over?”
three_hundred in a pop, b_tch, no, you can’t have none of my soda
i’m in a foreign, and you still in your uncle corolla
[verse]
i’m on my third foreign, you still in your uncle corolla
three_hundred in a pop, b_tch, you know i spill mud in my soda
every time you see the plug, you know the gun on his holster
all my n_ggas gettin’ money, b_tch, ain’t none of them broke n_ggas
i f_cked a bad b_tch that got a loaf, i’m a gold digger
they f_ckin’ with the plug ’cause they know i’m for sure a winner
i’m gettin’ real money, and that n_gga’s a ass sniffer
we the winnin’ team, the streets know who bag bigger
extended shots on the glock ’cause i stay in the trenches
fake tough n_ggas tryna plot, but they hang with snitches
even ray charles can see these n_ggas a gang of b_tches
p_ssy n_ggas soft as f_ck, they a gang of kitties, the plug

[chorus]
i knew that n_gga was a cop from his combover
mom’s like, “god got you, why you bring that gun over?”
three_hundred in a pop, b_tch, no, you can’t have none of my soda
i’m in a foreign, and you still in your uncle corolla
i knew that n_gga was a cop from his combover
mom’s like, “god got you, why you bring that gun over?”
three_hundred in a pop, b_tch, no, you can’t have none of my soda
i’m in a foreign, and you still in your uncle corolla

[chorus]
i knew that n_gga was a cop from his combover
mom’s like, “god got you, why you bring that gun over?”
three_hundred in a pop, b_tch, no, you can’t have none of my soda
i’m in a foreign, and you still in your uncle corolla
i knew that n_gga was a cop from his combover
mom’s like, “god got you, why you bring that gun over?”
three_hundred in a pop, b_tch, no, you can’t have none of my soda
i’m in a foreign, and you still in your uncle corolla

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