Uh
Yeah yeah
Got Loc Son in this bitch with me
You Heard
Right
Uh
Every time, All the time
Winners Okay
Winners Okay
Winners Okay
Keep it a thou-wow,you should do it twice
It's like extra protection,less stress on yo life
In god I trust and he trust in me
Now in this coupe,there is no backseat
Getting thru the packs,spitting flu on wax
Details with the wax,do the axles with sh lacks
Flying forth and back,I forgot a bag
Shordy wanna go,but she really going out sad
Yeah, stylin every season got no reason for me to flex
I'm more concerned with the checks, cuz i got kids and shit I'm Blessed
Spend some ends on baguettes,me and lil ezz need a sled
In our bed,make rich love,ride my peg,fill her glove
What? Thrilla in a villa,Ali to the hipsters
Ghandi to the spitters, Jesus for the splitters
He got game for reala,cup runneth over
Shit I need a pitcher
What? Thrilla in a villa,Ali to the hipsters
Ghandi to the spitters, Jesus for the splitters
He got game for reala,cup runneth over
Shit I need a pitcher
Well Alright
I'm just fine
Just charge mine,yeah
Yeah,they tried
But I'm too Nice
Still Alright
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Uh
Yeah yeah
Got Loc Son in this bitch with me
You Heard
Right
Uh
Every time, All the time
Winners Okay
Winners Okay
Winners Okay
Keep it a thou-wow,you should do it twice
It's like extra protection,less stress on yo life
In god I trust and he trust in me
Now in this coupe,there is no backseat
Getting thru the packs,spitting flu on wax
Details with the wax,do the axles with sh lacks
Flying forth and back,I forgot a bag
Shordy wanna go,but she really going out sad
Yeah, stylin every season got no reason for me to flex
I'm more concerned with the checks, cuz i got kids and shit I'm Blessed
Spend some ends on baguettes,me and lil ezz need a sled
In our bed,make rich love,ride my peg,fill her glove
What? Thrilla in a villa,Ali to the hipsters
Ghandi to the spitters, Jesus for the splitters
He got game for reala,cup runneth over
Shit I need a pitcher
What? Thrilla in a villa,Ali to the hipsters
Ghandi to the spitters, Jesus for the splitters
He got game for reala,cup runneth over
Shit I need a pitcher
Well Alright
I'm just fine
Just charge mine,yeah
Yeah,they tried
But I'm too Nice
Still Alright
Yeah yeah
Got Loc Son in this bitch with me
You Heard
Right
Uh
Every time, All the time
Winners Okay
Winners Okay
Winners Okay
Keep it a thou-wow,you should do it twice
It's like extra protection,less stress on yo life
In god I trust and he trust in me
Now in this coupe,there is no backseat
Getting thru the packs,spitting flu on wax
Details with the wax,do the axles with sh lacks
Flying forth and back,I forgot a bag
Shordy wanna go,but she really going out sad
Yeah, stylin every season got no reason for me to flex
I'm more concerned with the checks, cuz i got kids and shit I'm Blessed
Spend some ends on baguettes,me and lil ezz need a sled
In our bed,make rich love,ride my peg,fill her glove
What? Thrilla in a villa,Ali to the hipsters
Ghandi to the spitters, Jesus for the splitters
He got game for reala,cup runneth over
Shit I need a pitcher
What? Thrilla in a villa,Ali to the hipsters
Ghandi to the spitters, Jesus for the splitters
He got game for reala,cup runneth over
Shit I need a pitcher
Well Alright
I'm just fine
Just charge mine,yeah
Yeah,they tried
But I'm too Nice
Still Alright
Writer: Chris Hereford
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