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US Marine Band
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March, 'Nobles of the Mystic Shrine'
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Rastafari, smoking on Marley Mama I'm sorry, got it at Orange beach Water like im sparkling, bitch I'm only startin' Big Money, call it ballin', put some rims on a war jeep Everything I say I do it, hoes only wish I couldn't Eat that jello like pudding, put this log in her life, no wood (Yeah!) Before I leave, leave more information than I would (Yeah!)
I won't be a pet, no counseling, I'm goin make it work I'll shoot but I ain't talking no bird I'm screaming flex, she screamin flirt And now she on me like a perk, my fuckin weed smell like a turd I just made 10Mill off of merch When I take booze I'm so alert Droppin my top when I pull up They bring out the best of me (SRKT) I'll go to jail, I don't care, they know there's no stoppin me (Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!) Got more weight on my muscles Been eating my beef and my broccoli Boss up young Nigha Man I don't hit the Mall, they shop for me.
Rasta for me, smoking on Marley Mama I'm sorry, got it at Orange beach Water like im sparkling Bitch I'm only startin Big Money, call it ballin Put some rims on a war jeep
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Everything I say I do it Hoes only wish I couldn't Eat that jello like pudding Put this log in her life, no wood (Yeeaaahhhhhhh!) Before I leave, leave more information than I would
Runnin my money up for all of my cousins and my Nighas nor else Bitching that I'm trappin, even though I make it rain It could never be clubs, don't care if your cousin disrespectful If you come in cuss, I'm having toys on toys no R Us Come get your bitch off my dick, sucking my blood like a tick And I cannot feel her stop it (Yeah) We are the best, Dominick, I zipped down my pants She gone snort like a pig, she gone Out of control Lil Mama know she got a NIGHA out of control She know I'm bring that sauce just like tripoli Shawty pussy wet as a ocean and I know
Rasta for me, smoking on Marley Mama I'm sorry, got it at Orange beach Water like I'm sparkling Bitch I'm only startin' Big Money, call it ballin' Put some rims on a war jeep
Everything I say I do it Hoes only wish I couldn't Eat that jello like pudding Put this log in her life, no wood (Yeah!) Before I leave, leave more information than I would
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