| My bitch above average like a C
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| I got a slut that I slide on in the projects
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| I change my exhaust pipes, sound like it’s not legal
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| Got knots in my pocket, look like I been stealin' (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
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| Two bitches with me, nobody third wheelin' (Nobody third wheelin')
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| Pants say «Hit me», I’m glad I’m not starin' (I'm glad I’m not starin')
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| Smokin' exotic, you already hear it (Hmm, you already hear it)
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| Got rips in my Balmain, ain’t missin' some threads (Hmm, missin' threads)
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| Pull up in the 'vert, that bitch missin' her head
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| I’m pickin' up racks and that’s for an appearance
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| I’m sippin' Hi-Tech and I know I don’t need it
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| I got a straight A with no insurance, it’s 90 racks on my Visa
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| Fuck 'round with Valee
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| Make me wanna go cop that Yves St. Laurent (Uh)
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| Two hundred bucks I at least make a month (Uh)
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| Feds get to rollin', let me face the blunt (Exotic)
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| Your ho always roll up, she know I don’t want her, I play her, controller
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| Just had a lil' soldier, 2k for the stroller (Yeah)
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| Flow sick like Ebola and keys in bandos
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| Strapped up like Magnolia, this bitch always load
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| Every time I go to the back, make withdrawals
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| Shit be takin' all day, you’d think somebody froze
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| Way 'fore I ran up that bank, froze my neck
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| I was wild in the hood, seein' straps, let me hold it
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| Coke and whatever was sellin', we sold it (Yeah, I sold that)
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| Watch what we say, so we found out who told it
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| Before I bought momma a house, bought a Rolex
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| I was 18 with that sack, I ain’t know shit
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| New Gucci slacks (New Gucci slacks)
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| I’ma pull up in the coupe and it’s matte (And it’s matte)
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| Sleepin' on my mattress, it ran me two Gs (Ran me two Gs)
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| My bitch a actress, her bag got two Cs (Bag got two Cs)
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| My bitch above average like a C−
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| I got a slut that I slide on in the projects
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| I change my exhaust pipes, sound like it’s not legal
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| Got knots in my pocket, look like I been stealin' (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
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| Two bitches with me, nobody third wheelin' (Nobody third wheelin')
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| Pants say «Hit me», I’m glad I’m not starin' (I'm glad I’m not starin')
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| Smokin' exotic, you already hear it (Hmm, you already hear it)
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| Got rips in my Balmain, ain’t missin' some threads (Hmm, missin' threads)
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| Pull up in the 'vert, that bitch missin' her head
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| I’m pickin' up racks and that’s for an appearance
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| I’m sippin' Hi-Tech and I know I don’t need it
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| I got a straight A with no insurance, it’s 90 racks on my Visa
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| Put on that drip in these Balenci' sneakers
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| Paint up your t-shirt, no Mona Lisa
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| I had on VLONE, now I’m rockin' a beater
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| Still got Supersport, it’s far from a beater
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| Pop a lil' yerk, I’ma beat her
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| Told her to throw it, she gon' throw it, I call her Jeter
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| Car got no plates, I still pick up a eater
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| I pour codeine in the Faygo two-liter
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| Exhaust on that bitch super hot, ooh, fever (Woo)
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| Necklace gon' chill that bitch out like a Fiji (Whew)
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| My bitch gettin' excited, I bought her some flats
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| I fuck from the side, not that much from the back
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| I quit the codeine, I went out off the Act' (Act')
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| Meek came home, told me get the fuck out the 'Raq
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| I’m askin' G Herbo like, «Nigga, where at?»
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| I know he ain’t cappin', the signs say «No hats»
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| New Gucci slacks (New Gucci slacks)
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| I’ma pull up in the coupe and it’s matte (And it’s matte)
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| Sleepin' on my mattress, it ran me two Gs (Ran me two Gs)
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| My bitch a actress, her bag got two Cs (Bag got two Cs)
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| My bitch above average like a C
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| I got a slut that I slide on in the projects
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| I change my exhaust pipes, sound like it’s not legal
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| Got knots in my pocket, look like I been stealin' (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
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| Two bitches with me, nobody third wheelin' (Nobody third wheelin')
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| Pants say «Hit me», I’m glad I’m not starin' (I'm glad I’m not starin')
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| Smokin' exotic, you already hear it (Hmm, you already hear it)
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| Got rips in my Balmain, ain’t missin' some threads (Hmm, missin' threads)
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| Pull up in the 'vert, that bitch missin' her head
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| I’m pickin' up racks and that’s for an appearance
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| I’m sippin' Hi-Tech and I know I don’t need it
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| I got a straight A with no insurance, it’s 90 racks on my Visa |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Above Average , by - Valee. Song from the album Runnin' Rich, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп