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Lxrd Knows (Baby Sitter Sits On Dads Face) Lyrics - Artist : Ramirez
Aye, whippin' in the kitchen
Selling bricks I'm moving dope (God damn, moving dope) Chain up on my neck I flex that bitch and let it go (I let it go) Uzi on my waist I cock it back and let it blow (I let it blow) Running through your hood my nigga All them lords will know (All them lords will know) All these bitches trippin' talking 'bout they wanna suck this dick Ima flip another pack and I've been serving up these bricks Catch my pigeons and hit the coupe [?] boy you sick Swerving through the lanes my nigga I don't love no fucking bitch Word of mouth I bought a pack (yeah) Made a nigga flip it back (yeah) Swerving in the Cadillac (yeah) Talking shit, you getting smacked (yeah) I don't give a fuck about no bitch or no hoe [?] We gon let that bitch blow I got gold up on my wrist I got gold up on my neck I got gold inside my mouth And I got gold all on this tech, aye Skrr, Skrr, Skrr, Skrr Bullet smoke up in the air Brr, Brr, Brr, Brr Plug callers everywhere Bitch I am a chef I'm whippin' up the fucking pot Yet, it's hard up on the block I put that money in my sock You see the Glock that I be toting Ending dreams of niggas hoping Niggas knowing that this ain't a game I don't want the fame, I'm just Making money at a fast rate Living life, just at a fast pace Speed demon with a Jag, mane 120 gotta go Pump it up Killing it Bag it up Sell it bitch Making moves Stacking grid Make it rain Whip better bitch God damn |
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