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My Ipod Lyrics - Artist : Mackned
Remember making plays off my iPod
Bitch we be so geeked We don't do no damn Tide Pods I be with my Bloods like your bitch with her tampons Me and Mackned all these hoes think we handsome Take your bitch we gon hold her up for ransom Counting money and you won't get a rack Off these drugs and you know I'm not tired And you know [?] when I'm tryna get high On the bus, aye Take your iPod Talk down on my set We take your chin off My pistol clip sagging like a 90s thug, aye On the drug, aye Pop you like some drugs, aye How you grow up so fast and never run, aye They just popped my little nigga Now it's on like a button Aye, live by the gun Aye, mama lose her son Aye, slugs in the witness before the judge can call him up Aye Chains fight around my neck like kids, aye I'm too high like I said hello to twins, aye She skydive when she bounce off my dick, aye That bitch skydiving when she bounce off my dick Mackned Remember making plays off my iPod Bitch we be so geeked We don't do no damn Tide Pods I be with my Bloods like your bitch with her tampons Me and Mackned all these hoes think we handsome Take your bitch we gon hold her up for ransom Counting money and you won't get a rack Off these drugs and you know I'm not tired And you know [?] when I'm tryna get high |
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