| Ayy, sheesh
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| Woo, woo
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| Yeah, yeah, ayy, yeah
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| Ghostrage
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| Smokin' grade A, I’ve been floatin' in the sky
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| Got it every day, we be gettin' so high
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| Got my money long and I didn’t have to try
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| Doubted in the past, now they wanna say hi
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| Y’all be on that fuck shit, stay away, ayy
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| What you make in a year takes me a day, woah
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| Obvious to you, we gettin' paid, ayy
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| Take a wrong step and you will get sprayed, ayy
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| Too many hoes inside of my apartment, ayy
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| Louis Vuitton on almost all my garments, yeah
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| Me and MoneyMarr, we makin' hot shit
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| That rock hard shit, yeah, we popstar shit
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| And we poppin' shit if you were fuckin' our shit, yeah
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| At the function, can’t function, woah
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| Brain might have a malfunction, woah
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| Off a Perc', man, your bitch blushin'
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| Fuck with gang and you know we get to bustin', woah
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| I can’t stand up, bitch, I’m leanin'
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| In the Beamer, yeah, I’m beamin', yeah
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| I just took your bitch for no reason
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| Outside, I’m an angel but inside I’m a demon
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| I just took your bitch for the weekend
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| You kiss that bitch, then you kissin' on my semen
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| Whenever you see me, I’m always geekin'
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| Smokin' grade A, I’ve been floatin' in the sky
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| Got it every day, we be gettin' so high
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| Got my money long and I didn’t have to try
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| Doubted in the past, now they wanna say hi
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| Y’all be on that fuck shit, stay away, ayy
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| What you make in a year takes me a day, woah
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| Obvious to you, we gettin' paid, ayy
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| Take a wrong step and you will get sprayed
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| Opp playin' with my brothers then I’m whippin' out the K
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| I been gettin' to the money, I don’t care 'bout what they say
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| Hands down, ass up, bitches twerkin' in my face
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| Me and Sketchy really, really gettin' to the fuckin' money
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| In the strip club throwin' all the bags, I’m throwin' twenties
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| In the streets, they ain’t your gang, niggas bitches, think it’s funny
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| Call up JackBoy, call up Draco, all my niggas do you crummy
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| I got diamonds on my neck, I got diamonds on my wrist
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| While I walk, drip drip, bitches all up on my dick
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| I got the Glock up on my hip, me and Sketchy with the shits
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| I get them bags, I make it flip
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| Blowin' dope up in the VIP
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| Bad bitch, she work them hips
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| Always hit, I never miss
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| If shawty fat, then I’ma hit
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| Smokin' grade A, I’ve been floatin' in the sky
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| Got it every day, we be gettin' so high
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| Got my money long and I didn’t have to try
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| Doubted in the past, now they wanna say hi
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| Y’all be on that fuck shit, stay away, ayy
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| What you make in a year takes me a day, woah
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| Obvious to you, we gettin' paid, ayy
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| Take a wrong step and you will get sprayed, ayy |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Grade A , by - Hella Sketchy. Song from the album Hella Sketchy, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп