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QUICK SAND Lyrics - Artist : Joey Trap
Uh (Oh Skinny, you wildin' nigga)
Big bands Sippin' on Wockesha with the seal, that shit was quicksand She was mixin' Molly with the Yola, make a bitch dance Fiends takin' Fentanyl, it got them niggas kickstand Dude be always talkin' to the police, he the snitch man Nigga, you trippin' Said he dropped his mixtape on DatPiff, but who listen? I don't think the diamonds on this chain real, like, too glisten I ain't even satisfied with one, I need two bitches Uh, respectfully Notice how he had to pay for the head, I get neck for free They be out here talkin' to feds, that sound fake to me They on Instagram like a thugger, that's some make-believe I ain't got no time to die, nigga, like I'm James Bond How you say you down to ride, nigga, but you ain't calm? Bullets all up in your ride, nigga, call up State Farm, uh [?], baby, go walk the [?], baby, she run that up I got the K lately, I keep it off safety, I mean don't touch You niggas mad 'bout it, it's 'cause they had doubted and now I'm up I been the man, nigga, I know the plan, nigga, and y'all just stuck, uh Pussy, cup is spillin' over That ain't even real drip, nigga, y'all rockin' Fashion Nova Only speakin' real shit, nigga, I'm a fuckin' soldier I'm the hardest of various ages, nigga, you should call me Hova I let that ride 'cause they ain't understand But I bet your baby mama knows that I'm the fuckin' man And I walk around with Pistols on me and these fuckin' bands If you try to run up on me, nigga, there ain't no fuckin' chance Sippin' on Wockesha with the seal, that shit was quicksand She was mixin' Molly with the Yola, make a bitch dance Fiends takin' Fentanyl, it got them niggas kickstand Dude be always talkin' to the police, he the snitch man Uh-uh, uh-uh, Hov |
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