| Twenty-eight karats, thirty pointers in the hit
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| Princess cuts I swear I damn near cut my wrists
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| Never had shit so I’m not used to having this
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| Trying to make an angle boy you need to get a grip
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| Banana peel blunts, mess up you gon' slip
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| You only kill once, now you king of clips
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| running like Glock locked up on your hip
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| They knock you down like doors, surprised that you can afford
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| The longer I’ve been here for
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| I’m worse off than I thought, I prefer the room all dark
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| Your upbringing is sweet, your whole style is neat
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| I’m happy you’ve never seen your friends leave in their sleep
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| It’s tragic, the hill is steep
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| In line with bad dreams
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| I flash back to rags getting soaked in the sink
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| The price of copper’s down last time I checked
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| I know it’s hard times for the rats in the midwest
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| What?
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| New watch doing backflips like gymnastics
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| Three shots like a hat trick, that’s the goal, ho
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| Told me she don’t need me
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| Told that bitch to leave me
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| Kicked her out for talkin 'cause that bitch was too needy
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| I ain’t sharing nothing but a bullet
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| Doing dirt like Joe plus I put two up in your mullet
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| You can try me like you think I wouldn’t do it
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| Guess again, leave you blowing in the wind when I pull it
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| Diamonds falling out my cheeks, fell asleep in diamond sheets
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| Tuck a rich nigga in, making money in my sleep
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| I’mma probably rob a nigga I don’t even need that shit
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| I do it for adrenaline, take that shit and leave that shit
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| Frankly you can have that ho, 'cause I don’t even need that bitch
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| Different whips every day, can’t even believe this shit
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| I can’t even believe this shit
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| Different whips every day, I can’t even believe this shit
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| Catch me at your local Target looking like a target
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| All this ice up on my wrist I harvest like a farmer
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| Thought I went to Harvard, thought I was a pharmacist
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| The way I stay with drugs, like I can’t even call it quits
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| Used to run up in the stores lookin for a handout
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| Now I step up in and buy it all 'cause I’m the man now
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| Didn’t know 'em last year, now these niggas fam now
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| Took some Ls last year, so I changed the plan now
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| I don’t think these niggas understand (understand)
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| I don’t think these niggas understand that I’m the man now
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| I don’t think these niggas understand
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| I don’t think these niggas understand I’m in demand now
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| OLarry |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song WaitAMinuteGuys , by - BONES. Song from the album TheManInTheRadiator, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп