| Ain’t no drive-by's where we from, niggas hoppin' out
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| I done made it to that foreign thing from my momma couch
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| Smokin' tree, Arizona tea for the cottonmouth
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| Lot of fakes spoke up on my name but they not around
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| All the hotties drop it down, all the bodies droppin' down
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| So I’m slidin' low-key, bad vibes block 'em out
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| Fresh prince, foolish with the feet, when I’m poppin' out
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| Smokin' tree, Arizona tea for the cottonmouth
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| I stack that paper like a bible on arrival
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| Middle finger to the suckers in arrivals
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| You love to smash, I press record, man we go viral
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| Gucci bag with a link in her bio
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| Pull up and slay the streets, uh
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| My niggas play for keeps, yeah
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| Niggas are prey as the beef
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| I’ma come through and maintain the peace, whuu
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| I’ma hit all the freaks, yeah
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| I’ma get all the cheese
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| Don’t care what you offer me
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| I gotta shine so you all can see
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| Get up off of me, 'cause
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| Ain’t no drive-by's where we from, niggas hoppin' out
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| I done made it to that foreign thing from my momma couch
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| Smokin' tree, Arizona tea for the cottonmouth
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| Lot of fakes spoke up on my name but they not around
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| All the hotties drop it down, all the bodies droppin' down
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| So I’m slidin' low-key, bad vibes block 'em out
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| Fresh prince, foolish with the feet, when I’m poppin' out
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| Smokin' tree, Arizona tea for the cottonmouth
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| Alright it’s cops on my head, it’s ops on my head
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| If Trump had it his way, it’d be dots on my head
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| Pants down, put your main bop on my head
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| That would be the case but I’m on this guap shit instead
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| I been rollin', ten east rollin', ain’t shit stolen
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| Yeah my license valid
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| Yeah ho I’m from Cali
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| Can’t you tell by my voice, no choice
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| With my boys loud smokin' on that noise
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| Let her hit it one time from the west
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| The best, nigga yes
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| Tried to smoke it, 'til she chokin'
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| Then she felt it in her chest
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| Her eyes got big, she stopped tryna be cute
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| Started coughin', so I gave that girl water
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| 'Cause your daughter’s got cottonmouth
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| Don’t smoke with us, if you can’t smoke with us
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| Ain’t no drive-by's where we from, niggas hoppin' out
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| Smokin' tree, Arizona tea for the cottonmouth |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Cottonmouth , by - Audio Push. Song from the album Cloud 909, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп