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PME Zell - Cap & Gown Lyrics



PME Zell - Cap & Gown Lyrics
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'Fore you cut the check, make sure that shit look correct
And if try short me, then that .40 gone get put to test
Nigga run up on me, he get lit up like a cigarette
How you lackin but was packin' on the internet
I had 30 pills, I sold 10 and I took the rest
You was boo'd up, I was tryna see where my dinner at
You was spinning round these hoes
I was outchea tryna spin the pack
If I go broke and I only got hoes
I'll make em sell they kitty cat
She was never into music like that, but she still blew on this clarinet
If you want some in return, bitch you betnot have a hair in that
Million dolla dick, bitch my sack look like a pair of racks
I got my other bitch like "come on, ain't no fair in that"
She gone shake it like a quake for me, but only for the night
Cause I know she ain't gone wait for me if they try to indict
Before you try to take from me, make sure its worth yo life
One thang my daddy gave to me was something else to fight
This blunt got me feeling like both my feet off the ground
For my brothers, I swear to God you'll get bussed like greyhound
Run up on me, get pistol-whipped, I ain't finna waste my rounds
Watch yo body graduate when I bust this cap & gown
'Fore you cut the check, make sure that shit look correct
And if try short me, then that .40 gone get put to test
Nigga run up on me, he get lit up like a cigarette
How you lackin but was packin' on the internet
I had 30 pills, I sold 10 and I took the rest
You was boo'd up, I was tryna see where my dinner at
You was spinning round these hoes
I was outchea tryna spin the pack
If I go broke and I only got hoes
I'll make em sell they kitty cat
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'Fore you cut the check, make sure that shit look correct
And if try short me, then that .40 gone get put to test
Nigga run up on me, he get lit up like a cigarette
How you lackin but was packin' on the internet
I had 30 pills, I sold 10 and I took the rest
You was boo'd up, I was tryna see where my dinner at
You was spinning round these hoes
I was outchea tryna spin the pack
If I go broke and I only got hoes
I'll make em sell they kitty cat
She was never into music like that, but she still blew on this clarinet
If you want some in return, bitch you betnot have a hair in that
Million dolla dick, bitch my sack look like a pair of racks
I got my other bitch like "come on, ain't no fair in that"
She gone shake it like a quake for me, but only for the night
Cause I know she ain't gone wait for me if they try to indict
Before you try to take from me, make sure its worth yo life
One thang my daddy gave to me was something else to fight
This blunt got me feeling like both my feet off the ground
For my brothers, I swear to God you'll get bussed like greyhound
Run up on me, get pistol-whipped, I ain't finna waste my rounds
Watch yo body graduate when I bust this cap & gown
'Fore you cut the check, make sure that shit look correct
And if try short me, then that .40 gone get put to test
Nigga run up on me, he get lit up like a cigarette
How you lackin but was packin' on the internet
I had 30 pills, I sold 10 and I took the rest
You was boo'd up, I was tryna see where my dinner at
You was spinning round these hoes
I was outchea tryna spin the pack
If I go broke and I only got hoes
I'll make em sell they kitty cat
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Writer: Renzell Johnson
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Performed By: PME Zell
Language: English
Length: 2:21
Written by: Renzell Johnson

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