| Black Nino gang, nigga we pass around plugs
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| That Karl Owen, that… (cladow!)
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| We pass around, pass around, pass around
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| We pass around e’rythang over here
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| Yo Wale, pass that bitch to Ross
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| Vanessa Adams, missy tell that bitch get lost
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| We just pass around drank, e’rybody leanin' (leanin')
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| Pass around molly, e’rbody geekin' (geekin')
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| Pass around blunts, e’rybody chiefin' (let's go)
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| Pass around hoes, e’rybody freaky (fuck 'em)
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| We just pass around blunts, e’rybody chiefin' (chiefin')
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| Pass around drank, e’rybody leanin' (leanin')
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| Pass around molly, e’rbody geekin' (geekin')
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| Pass around bitches, e’rybody freaky (fuck 'em)
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| From Mexico City, we pass around plugs
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| Young Scooter and Big Bank, they passing out drugs (yeah)
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| Ridin' past the police, middle fingers up (fuck 'em)
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| I’m quarter back passin', only difference I’m throwin' drugs (touch down)
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| Gucci passed me a plug, I passed his ass to Sonny
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| He wanna cut me off, Cuz I keep fuckin' up the money (the money)
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| I passed him a lick, so I get half of the money
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| Magic City money, Scooter passin' out hundreds
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| We passin' out pints, Free Decatur Ice
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| We passin' niggas hoes around, everyday day and night (everyday day and night)
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| Pass through security, no ID’s I’m on the flights
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| Leanin' like a fool, geeked up off that dirty sprite
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| Pass around bitches, Pass around triggers, Pass around a nigga,
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| Cause I don’t fuck with niggas,
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| I might pass around yo sister, ol' hatin' ass nigga
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| Passin' around patron, I drink lean not liquor
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| I’m not a Ciroc boy, I’m a double block boy
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| And it’s pimps ahoy, not chips ahoy, and I’m a Block Boy
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| I’m a pull up to the plane, in my drop top toy
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| Who might pass you the highway, you don’t want it with ya boy
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| That’s yo girl, now she’s Georgia’s most wanted with ya boy
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| Put them goons on ya, think yo house was haunted by ya boy
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| Sticks and stones can’t break her bones, but these sticks will cut ya ass out
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| When they brought the news to yo baby mama, man she passed out!
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| We gon' pass around rola, and I
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| Pass around loud, and I’m thoroughly respected you can
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| Ask around town
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| Sippin' on brown, (work)
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| Puttin' my shit down,
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| Y’all ain’t fly, might as well drown
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| Y’all act drive like an impound (verrummm)
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| But already though
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| All my shows ready to go,
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| All my soldiers trained to go
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| Album and my chain is gold
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| You don’t want it,
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| Me and Guwop
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| Cold stuntin'
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| Whole summer,
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| Whole town
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| Ho we Third in goal
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| Runnin'
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| I’m a pass around lean,
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| My Houston bitch gon'
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| Call me, passed her off to Andre
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| Never gave a shit
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| Not like Andre and Big Boi,
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| But like Outkast give her a good bone,
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| Woo! |
| Good God passin' around gift, passin' around
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| Flow (work) |