| She was doin' dicks under school bleachers
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| All these niggas wanna kick they paraplegic
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| Summon a man a brick, I hope he receive it
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| I’m talking several figure shit, bought out the Venetian
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| She was doin' dicks under school bleachers
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| All these niggas wanna kick they paraplegic
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| Summon a man a brick, I hope he receive it
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| I’m talking several figure shit, bought out the Venetian
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| Two bricks down, we got eight more to go
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| Keep it on the ground, put the weight on the roll
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| They gon' let you round 'till they found out you a diva
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| Thick booty bitch on my dick, she a Libra
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| Run that nigga down, hunnid round on my wrist shit
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| Tell him pipe down, I just hope that he digested it
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| Kick these bitches out, like who let you in my residence
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| Ain’t no cap and gown, whole clip full of degenerates
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| Yeah, they can’t take me out my element
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| Hanging on my waist it’s a .30 I ain’t standard it
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| Rudy blowin' down somehow took a man for battery
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| Say she givin' mouth, so I told that bitch
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| (Six, six, six, six)
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| She was doin' dicks under school bleachers
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| All these niggas wanna kick they paraplegic (Pow)
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| Summon a man a brick, I hope he receive it (Git)
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| I’m talking several figure shit, bought out the Venetian (Pow)
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| She was doin' dicks under school bleachers (Huh? Pow)
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| All these niggas wanna kick they paraplegic (Yeah, pow pow)
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| Summon a man a brick, I hope he receive it (Pew, yeah)
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| I’m talking several figure shit, bought out the Venetian
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| Huh?
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| Thirty-six zilfs it’s just one
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| I just shit a brick, took off zilfs and then I hit
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| Bitch you ain’t no shooter, you got stuck with a stick, huh?
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| Bitch you ain’t no shooter, you got stuck and had your stick (Ay)
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| I was in the trench selling off-white, crack, and (Crack, and)
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| I spin your block and I don’t need to drain no (Spin your block)
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| baggin bitch you can’t get shit (You can’t get shit)
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| Today I swear it’s no solicitin' (Huh, alright, alright)
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| Boom, boom, boom I’m back on your ass, I’m right at your door (A boom, boom,
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| boom)
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| I stick wit' a scope (Pew)
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| Had that Venetian I’m right at his nose
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| and you got a deal, so you ain’t gotta rob no more (Woo, woo)
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| I keep it real, so I keep it still, in case a nigga pop off (in case a nigga
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| pop off)
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| Nigga I’m paraplegic, don’t wanna talk I’m smoking peaches (Poking peaches)
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| Ain’t tryna meet your people, bustin' down set like Reese’s pieces
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| I hang with jeepers creepers we swipe a nigga like fucking Visas (Like fucking
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| Visas)
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| Pull up and I’m paraplegic (Paraplegic)
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| She was doin' dicks under school bleachers
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| All these niggas wanna kick they paraplegic
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| Summon a man a brick, I hope he receive it
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| I’m talking several figure shit, bought out the Venetian
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| She was doin' dicks under school bleachers
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| All these niggas wanna kick they paraplegic
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| Summon a man a brick, I hope he receive it
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| I’m talking several figure shit, bought out the Venetian |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Paraplegic , by - Danny Towers. Song from the album Tarantula, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп