| Picture me in your picture frame
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| With a half a blunt and a half a bottle, mayne
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| Goin' fast in the slow lane
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| In court with a pocket full of weed and my gold chain
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| Be like (???) lets connect the dots
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| Mayonnaise jars to connect the pots
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| All these rocks will connect the blocks
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| And all this money lets load and lock
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| It might feel like you just got taser shocked with a major knot,
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| in the anchor drop
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| Yo
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| Goin' fast in the slow lane
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| In court with a pocket fulla weed and my gold chain
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| Said I’m locked and I’m revved up
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| I’m started up and I’m on
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| Gimme my cut and I’m gone
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| Hennessey all gone
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| Said I’m locked and I’m revved up
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| I’m started up and I’m on
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| Gimme my cut and I’m gone
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| Hennessey all gone
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| Yo
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| I think shes just used to sailors
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| She think they got water on the brain
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| She think they got more water upstairs than they got sugar on the candycaine
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| Pop pop pop
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| Its all good when the liquor drop
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| And I’m like Picasso and a half when I roll my pot
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| Big Bank and no less
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| Quick fast in a hurry like that, Pony Express
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| Said I’m locked and I’m revved up
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| I’m started up and I’m on
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| Gimme my cut and I’m gone
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| Hennessey all gone
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| Said I’m locked and I’m revved up
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| I’m started up and I’m on
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| Gimme my cut and I’m gone
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| Hennessey all gone
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| Shoot right by ya like a passing phase
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| I bump the OJ’s on all cold days
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| I line ya up, sign ya up, rewind ya up
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| The weed is lit up just like times square
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| I talk it up like Howard Coselle
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| No way, no how, and no sale
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| Cus a mack still ain’t got no bail
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| My nigga ?? |
| still ain’t got no L’s
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| Hip nigga still lookin for the pill
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| ??? |
| persuading the win
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| Faded off gin, younger days
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| Champagne now, OJ chase
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| Hop in the whip and they holdin they face
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| Jaw on the flow, all on a hoe
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| Plus they choose ??? |
| rap features
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| Tell me have you ever spent a rack on sneakers?
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| Got game that the schools can’t teach ya
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| Too high to touch, don’t reach up
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| All gas, no breaks, don’t ease up
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| Hennessey all gone nigga re-up
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| Said I’m locked and I’m revved up
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| I’m started up and I’m on
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| Gimme my cut and I’m gone
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| Hennessey all gone
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| Said I’m locked and I’m revved up
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| I’m started up and I’m on
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| Gimme my cut and I’m gone
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| Hennessey all gone |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Henny All Gone , by - Andre Nickatina. Song from the album Andre Nickatina, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп