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Contagious Lyrics - Artist : Pastor Troy
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And I just wanna sip some drank And get tore up and get faded (faded) And I don't know 'bout you But I don't need no special occasions (occasions) Yeah Well, look at the time, it's motherfucking beer thirty I'll take a couple shots, I don't care if it feels early Jager, whiskey, gin, vodka, rum, tequila, bourbon I don't care, we drinkin' till the early birds are still chirpin', shit We spaced out like nanu-nanu Till we stiffer than cadavers 'cause we had too much to handle Rollin' weed just like a motherfucking pack of damn tobacco Crackin' open PBRs and chug 'em down just like a Snapple, aye Dranks flowin', kush blowin' like a ceiling fan X pill poppin', steady rollin' like a lieutenant Dan Try your hardest, I'm the one you won't find no one sicker than Got plenty of hoes, they body smokin' like some nicotine I'm on them handlebars like I'm a biker And ready to get the fuckin' party started just like I was at a Jamaica You know that a Mexican always stay ready to party, shout out all my paisas And you already know that I be stayin' all up in the clouds like I was a pilot, aye And I just wanna sip some drank And get tore up and get faded (faded) And I don't know 'bout you But I don't need no special occasions (occasions) I know they don't wanna see me win But fuck all of my haters (my haters) I don't play that hoe shit baby 'Cause that hoe shit get contagious (contagious) Okay, special occasion, every day I be blazin' She black and Asian, say my flow is amazin' Raising a fat blunt to my lips Now take another shot with them thick ass hips Goin' hard for the squad, me and Renizance I just made it out to Texas smokin' plenty blunts I prefer the rush, white rush to be exact I grab some Swisher Sweets and then I smoke the whole pack, like that PT cruisers outrageous And all y'all know my flow is contagious Gamblin' in Vegas, ridin' in the latest Niggas want me to go in hiatus But I ain't goin' nowhere slick, I'm here bitch Immortal Soldierz, that's a motherfuckin' clique So stick to the script or get a stick to ya lips Yo Renny, pass me something out that zip And I just wanna sip some drank And get tore up and get faded (faded) And I don't know 'bout you But I don't need no special occasions (occasions) I know they don't wanna see me win But fuck all of my haters (my haters) I don't play that hoe shit baby 'Cause that hoe shit get contagious (contagious) |
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