Laced Blunt
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Every time
And she calling my phone just like every time
Ain't no ring on me
Hoe you can't marry mine
Thing bout this bitch got a pretty mind
Sucking my dick for extended time
Walk in this bitch we got plenty 9's
He want a verse, he come sit in line
Hella guap on me, nigga can't get a dime
Mmmh, mmmh
I hit this blunt it's gon take me to mars
Wet up a block nigga like a storm
Thought you was us nigga? Wrong
I'm smoking loud, nigga sound like alarms
I hit this bitch now she sit on my palm
(unintelligible) two twin Glocks
I put this footwork in my socks
Think I'mma fuck around, she a thot
Look at him come around on your block
Run this shit up like I went on a jog
It's money over bitch, man, like a MOB
Your bitch so corny, she a cob
She cannot afford me, where your guap?
And I smoke on this blunt
It send me to stars (unintelligible)
(unintelligible)
Look at this hoe, singing my songs
I'm finna go see what she on
My gun like to sing, I call it Trey Songz
Know some Bloods, and them niggas be stoned
VLX, nigga (vroom)
Now I know (unintelligible) to the moon
Every time
And she calling my phone just like every time
Ain't no ring on me hoe
You can't marry mine
Thing bout this bitch got a pretty mind
Sucking my dick for extended time
Walk in this bitch we got plenty 9's
He want a verse, he come sit in line
Hella guap on me, nigga can't get a dime
Mmmh, mmmh
I hit this blunt it's gon take me to mars
Wet up a block nigga like a storm
Thought you was us nigga? Wrong
I'm smoking loud, nigga sound like alarms
I hit this bitch now she sit on my palm