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ssg splurge - no names lyrics

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[intro: peso peso]
splash!
ooh
bass lord

[verse 1: peso peso]
got chopper on me with 100 shots if you play with the gang
if somebody get shot right now on my side then i swear we ain’t saying no names (noo)
come to your house and i’m lettin’ it bang
on the block in the drought sellin’ rocks in the rain
i trap in versace while servin’ a brick
in the name of lou_lou, i’ma skoot up with sticks (lou_lou)
you lovin’ that b_tch, i get racks from that ho’ (ayy)
heard you caught a case that made you rat on your bro
me and julo, we still laugh at the fact that he tried to jack and he got clapped at the door (no way)
these n_ggas know that i’m spashing and drippin’
in the bottom with choppers, i trap with a glizzy (drip, splash)
i don’t play about this sh_t, i’ma spash up and k!ll ’em
then i’m back to the trap, countin’ hundreds and fifties (ayy)

[verse 2: ssg splurge]
pull up with chop_chops
we got the drop on your trap spot
bad b_tch walk around with her ass out (uh)
you can play that don sh_t, get yo’ ass shot (blaw)
i’m on perc, i’m on drank, purple (purple)
told her throw it back, throw it in a circle (up)
time to clear that b_tch up, like she godd_mn urkel
got the trap sack gone, we ain’t’ runnin’ no purses (no purses)
broke the b_tch out for four bands (four)
you ain’t sellin’ sh_t, you the doorman (door)
had a young n_gga jump out that minivan (brap)
play with them sticks, n_gga though we couldn’t get them in (huh?)
got junkies outside and they’re smokin’ with coke cans (b_tch)
if you ain’t got no bread, better whip up an o then
whip it right now, put that sh_t on a boat then (pheww)
n_ggas only though, when they done popped four xans
we rollin’ that x, while that n_gga rollin’ (rollin’)
[verse 3: peso peso]
ayy, ooh
if you play with the sauce, you get wacked for a p
peso peso, i get racks in my sleep
try to reach for my chain, you get put in a tee
me & splurge tottin’ big guns
hit a n_gga up until he can’t get up (blaw, blaw)
i was sixteen when i was pickin’ bricks up
n_gga want grease, hit yo’ whole clique up (ayy)

[verse 4: ssg splurge]
i want the 30’s, the better (better)
i’m with the hardest ese ever (hardest)
n_gga got bars, tell ’em mail ’em (phew)
.223 in his car, spin his melon (blaw, blaw, blaw)
wrapped it up twenty_two times, still smell it
got a white boy, he’ll shoot it like red_ck (phew)
catch you like paul in his car, he ain’t ready (skrr)
.9 hold weight, lil’ n_gga i’m heavy (i’m heavy)

[outro]
bass lord

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