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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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