| My nigga just made bail
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| I just came up, On some grey 12's
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| Great health, cheers to that
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| Do this shit for Queens got my ears to that
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| They hate us but, not more they hate theyselves
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| I guess that they gotta motivate theyselves
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| We can never correlate You will never see my plane
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| Right in front of you but your vision is so plain
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| I see it more vivid, seen it all, did it
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| Round these fake fucks still keep it authentic, granted,
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| Give or take fucks, how your measures rate us
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| Damnit, you’ll never understand it
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| And even though I’m so Lit
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| I’ve seen the cards handed and I replayed mine
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| Hell yeah I’m on tilt, But I’m never off handed, Gotta keep good time
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| Free your mind and everything’ll follow won’t you
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| Free your mind and everything’ll follow won’t you
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| My nigga just made bail
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| Listen when you get a blessin you don’t ask why
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| You just pass forward, and fast forward
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| All my niggas from the hood got a passport
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| And them girls already know we ain’t ask for it
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| Said she from the hood but her ass foreign
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| Drive a Malibu but her gas foreign
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| Her aspirations I can’t relate with
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| But I’m like a ghost cause my ass tourin
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| Burn holes in all my clothes
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| But I got merch and this cash for it
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| Glass floors and no ceilings
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| How I wish we could both feel it
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| For all or once gone cause I miss here breathing
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| Any ya’ll saw came any ya’ll part
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| Got a race cars
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| Penny my thoughts, nah this shit premium
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| Bas
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| Cole
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| My nigga just made bail
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| Tell the good lord, we gon raise hell
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| We gon pop off, like a fake nail
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| Take the top off and get ill get ill get
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| My nigga just made bail
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| Tell the fuckin mayor He got hate mail
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| Less shake downs And more Shakespeare
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| Please, all these niggas don’t care
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| Prepare for the new shit, that Cole is the truth shit
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| Nigga this is loose shit, Nigga this is Bas shit, Meaning this some true shit
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| Telling you shit, Bout the crew, how we do shit, Who sick
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| And, tell my niggas in the two-six
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| In the coupe, I’m a kick back smoke a pool stick
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| This for my new chick tryin get fit
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| Say she too thick
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| Ain’t no such thing as too thick
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| What you wanna be a toothpick?
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| What you wanna get your cooch licked?
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| Well I’m tryna get my flute played!
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| If we the new slaves
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| I am Frederick Douglass of rhetoric
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| Ahead the the others
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| You motherfucka’s better get free
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| This for that insecure girl
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| Your name I won’t mention
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| On Instagram straight flickin'
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| Bitch you a nipple slip away from strippin', might as well
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| Get your clientele up
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| You a pioneer
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| Them girls fuck for free
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| I’m never buying there
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| Save that shit for the D. R
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| I rock crowns and these niggas rock tiaras
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| Or tiaras
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| Cause I’m Pete Carroll
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| Left college and I fucked the pros up
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| Guess it ain’t luck when the luck just shows up
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| Like every verse
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| On the spot shit is never rehearsed
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| You heard it first
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| Bas
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| My I swear to God, Cole world
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| We doin' it out here, in the UK fool!
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| Y’all ain’t ready
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| I got Bas the Genius over there
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| I got DJ Dummy downstairs
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| I swear to God we doing this shit
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| We gon' take on the World
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| Free your mind and everything’ll follow, won’t you, won’t you |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Nigga Just Made Bail, artist - Bas. Album song Last Winter, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп