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lndn drgs, jay worthy, sean house, t.f
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Yeah, you already know what it is, man
It's that LNDN DRGS
Affiliated
That's how we comin' on this one, you feel me?
Larry June, G Perico, my brother Ashton Matthews
Krazy Bone, Conway, Meyhem Lauren, Problem, Boobie
Iamsu!, Casey Veggies, my brother T.F. from the 50s
Mac Mall, I see you too, cuddy
Soopafly from Tha Dogg Pound, FastLaneBig, Jack Sippa, ooh
Niggas actin' jealous, now they switchin' up
Still up in the hood, shit good when you mention us
Fully automatic with the static, got the hammer tucked
Right under the seat, four deep, you don't wanna funk
Really from the streets, on Ps, never heard of you
All the homies G, on me, they some murderers
I be in the V shaded up with some workers, bruh
Hoes they get it for a young P, got my money up
Better have that quarter every night, ain't no funny stuff
Niggas actin' like they hella tough, but they never bust
If she think this pimpin' is a game, put her on a bus
She ain't comin' back without a stack, that bitch thick as fuck
Jump up in a ocean full of gold like I'm Scrooge McDuck
Tell them other hoes to choose up with some whoopers, blood
I got twenty toes and twenty more, never have enough
I be knockin' bitches that the five pull 'em out the club
You got the lovin' I'm in desperate need
That is what you're doin' to me
You got the lovin' I'm in need of thee
Said you got a hold on me
You got the lovin' I'm satisfied
Said you got the lovin'
You got the lovin' that you start that shine
Okay, okay
Bendin' corners with that semi-automatic
City to city, we make it happen
If it ain't 'bout dollars, then I ain't askin'
I could've did the Cavallis, but I went Stan Smith
Y'all be poppin', we better livin'
I threw heels on the coupe, me, I come from pimpin'
Yeah, I'm stuck on that bullshit like Scottie Pippen
Snub nose lookin' like Scottie Pippen
Million dollar missions, I'm driven by painted ceilings
Gone in 60 seconds, that Shelby, yeah, that's my engine
Now my name in movies, the credits, but I ain't in it
I ain't even started, my interests is gon' be vicious
Double parkin' Benzes, we treatin' foreigns like rentals
I throw your bitch on a track like instrumentals
Niggas shoulda listened, crash course the fast lane
No brakes, no seatbelts, just propane
Yeah, I'm all gas, high power like MAC-11s
Everything scandalous, fill the foreigns with 87
Hennessy, Remy, and game spillin'
I come from pimpin', got bitches in Chowchilla
Nigga hit the field and we ball like Von Miller
Niggas talkin' tough and be pussy, that's Rah Digga
Nigga get that forty and dump it, that Shawn Kemp
And bitch, I'm done chillin' unless it's over a milli'
Kill it
You got the lovin' I'm in desperate need
That is what you're doin' to me
You got the lovin' I'm in need of thee
Said you got a hold on me
You got the lovin' I'm satisfied
Said you got the lovin'
You got the lovin' that you start that shine
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