| My heart paralyzed, but my dick still work
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| I ain’t with the dissing, I was tryna kill first
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| You ain’t with the, you could never
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| Everything look better when your pockets ain’t hurtin'
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| Hallelujah, holla back nigga, fuck a rap nigga
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| Introverted big black nigga got the pack with him
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| Hella doinks to the face, she a Bass bitch
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| Clout tokens on the way bitch, where your patience?
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| Let it hit (uh), let it hit (ooh), let it hit
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| Trapping like a, stacking like a
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| She ain’t used to smoke and now she laughing loud as shit
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| Quarter for the fifth, buddy come and get a fix
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| Pack came back, that exotic all gas
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| Jugg, ha, state troopers on the sawgrass
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| Riding hella dirty but I had to get the bag
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| If you really got it, you ain’t ever gotta brag
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| My heart paralyzed, but my dick work right
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| Everything look better when the pants too tight
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| How you can’t ride it but ya dance moves right
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| How you can’t suck it but you talking all night
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| My heart paralyzed, but my dick still work
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| I ain’t with the dissing, I was tryna kill first
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| You ain’t with the mission, you could never claim
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| Everything look better |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Everything Looks Better , by - Bass Santana. Song from the album Before the Mosh, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп