| Rollin up that fade away
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| Rollin up that fade away
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| Rollin up that fade away
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| Keep it low you losing me
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| Rollin up that fade away
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| Rollin up that fade away
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| Rollin up that fade away
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| Keep it low you losing me
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| Rollin up that fade away
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| Rollin up that fade away
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| Rollin up that fade away
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| Keep it low you losing me
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| Rollin up that fade away
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| Rollin up that fade away
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| Rollin up that fade away
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| Keep it low you losing me
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| My plug tryna innovate
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| Ship that shit all types of ways
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| This weed taste like lemonade
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| I spilled ashes on my Js
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| I don’t need no court for play
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| I be off that jordan fade
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| Backwoods guts all on the tray
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| Break it down and roll a trey
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| First I got more dope to weigh
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| I was high for all them days, all them days
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| That’s how I avoid the shade
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| Focus on what’s on my plate
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| Rollin up that fade away
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| Rollin up that fade away
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| Rollin up that fade away
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| Keep it low you losing me
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| Rollin up that fade away
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| Rollin up that fade away
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| Rollin up that fade away
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| Keep it low you losing me
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| Rollin up that fade away
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| Rollin up that fade away
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| Rollin up that fade away
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| Keep it low you losing me
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| Rollin up that fade away
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| Rollin up that fade away
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| Rollin up that fade away
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| Keep it low you losing me
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| Ballin' in my Jordan 8s
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| Took a shot and fade away
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| Blunted with an eighth of dank
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| Weed chunks fallin' on my Bape
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| That’s ok
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| I don’t give a fuck about 'em
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| I deal with those types of problems
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| All my dawgs get money mane
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| Rain, snow, or sunny mane
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| Count on us to make a way
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| Count on us to make a wave for 'em
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| Everything I made scoring
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| Bad bitches call 'em norm
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| I’m recording
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| Rollin up that fade away
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| Rollin up that fade away
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| Rollin up that fade away
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| Keep it low you losing me
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| Rollin up that fade away
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| Rollin up that fade away
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| Rollin up that fade away
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| Keep it low you losing me
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| Rollin up that fade away
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| Rollin up that fade away
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| Rollin up that fade away
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| Keep it low you losing me
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| Rollin up that fade away
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| Rollin up that fade away
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| Rollin up that fade away
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| Keep it low you losing me
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| Real life
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| She let me hit it once, then best believe I probably hit it again
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| If I tried it once and like it best believe I probably did it again
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| Don’t doubt the man that’s a mistake
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| Don’t doubt the boy that’s a mistake
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| I’m nodding off blowing this grape
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| Check my stats, my team playing great
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| The town I’m from made me this way
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| Valentino
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| I cut that bitch off and she like division
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| I’m the Fresh Prince she done wen’t Robin Givens
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| Don’t tell my bitch she might give you the business
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| I’m Harry Potter chase the gold like quidditch
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| Here’s a slaughterhouse with no Budden in it
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| Where the money at I go out and get it
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| I won’t switch I’m a roll one and it
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| Barely be writing, describing these pictures
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| My man got indicted he robbin' these niggas
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| We the type to pivot, go out 'n get it
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| You the type to snatch a purse in a minute
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| The lavish life inside a curse and a giv-ift
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| I’m out the mud despite the worst we was given
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| Seen and know some things I wish that I didn’t
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| Dreams some things that really hurt I ain’t livin'
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| But I keep working towards a and a vision
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| Best advice I ever heard was don’t listen
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| I smoke the piff before my nerves get to twitchin'
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| My fingers itchin 'til the paper get in it
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| I talk to CEOs you know I mean business
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| I fucked like 3 yo' hoes you know I’m the nigga
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| Cause I knew I was on before it was written
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| She let me hit it once, then best believe I probably hit it again
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| If I tried it once and like it best believe I probably did it again
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| Don’t doubt the man that’s a mistake
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| Don’t doubt the boy that’s a mistake
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| I’m nodding off blowing this grape
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| Check my stats, my team playing great
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| The town I’m from made me this way |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Jordan Fade , by - Cousin Stizz. Song from the album Suffolk County, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп