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I'm Still Serious
Baby Smoove
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This shit so real, I really cannot make it up
These blue hunnid's so sticky, I can't break 'em up
I gave her back, mind better, she ain't make the cut
Niggas say they on that road, well you don't make enough
What you do, and how you do it?
Boy, how you eatin'?
They out of town doin' features, boy, I'm out there keyin'
Big chop', not the Drac', but she still a demon
Yeah, I see yo' nipples pierced, you should let me see 'em
This shit so good, really it could sell its self
This a fifty on this glizzy, I'll make it melt
Bitches jump from dick to dick, tryna find some help
Nah, stay on yo' side, I don't need no help
If I keep gettin' bricks, I'ma sign myself
I put a deuce in the twenty, that explain its self
Nigga want me on his song, boy, hang yo' self
You need to help your dawg out, he ain't doin' too well
I done touched everything, like what won't he sell?
I done felt all the pain and I still ain't heal
Put a pint on yo' head, but you ain't worth no seal
She ask what's wrong with me, and I blame the pills
I'ma go up two o, no we can't get even
Have gang come and get you, boy, give me a reason
Ridin' 'round with a chopper like it's huntin' season
I'm gettin' texts to my phone 'bout the newest season
If you stay out my way, it won't be no grievin'
I can't even roll up, I'm too damn sleep
A bitch won't do nothin' for you but just be needy
Lamb chops, well done, when I wanna feed me
Twelve hours goin' south, let's see what we do
I know dawg too loose, look at how he move
You wouldn't understand what the money make me do
She wanna cut me off, it's cool 'cause I got a few
I look in the mirror and tell myself, "I'm proud of you"
My first bag, you ain't have to tell me how to move
I don't feel like you a threat so just play it cool
Put some Wock' inside a Fanta and it changed my mood
Tied in so deep, know this shit for real
You lay a finger on my head, you gon' get killed
It broke my heart when I seen how she really feel
A nigga try some' stupid, I'm back in that field
So deep, know that shit for real
Tell 'em Meech, it's another one
And another one, and another one
22, hey, 22
I'm still serious nigga
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