| Laced my blunts with codeine, mollies, Xans, Percs, I’m faded
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| All my bitches dime from head to toe, don’t do no basic
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| I get love across the globe, state to state or nation
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| I’ve Designered all my clothes, know we kicking flavor
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| I’m intoxicated, I’m intoxicated
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| I’ve been repping Candler Road, mayor of Decatur
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| I’m intoxicated, I’m intoxicated
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| Wrap them four-doors black and white, call it segregation
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| Kicking shit like Liu Kang, who playing?
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| Sipping on a four on the floor, hoes came
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| I be on the Tussin like Kurt Cobain
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| Never rap shit, AR when I aim
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| Slowed up, hold up, money done growed up
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| Vacay walking these more bucks
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| On my red, looked like a cold cut
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| Look how I just switched the flow up
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| Watch your bitch open my door up
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| Sucked the dick, open her stores up
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| It ain’t tricking if you got it
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| I got bands, no wallet
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| All my niggas, they be wilding
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| Just 'cause you strutting, don’t mean that you 'bout it
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| We get on molly, turn into Gonzalez
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| Oops, I mean Godzilla, don’t mind a nigga
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| I’m intoxicated with a foreign lady
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| Go to M-I-A, fuck with my Haitians
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| Got a white bitch like Katy Perry
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| She gets crazy with it, that’s my gladiator
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| Never ask for a handout
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| You could do me a favor: don’t do me no favors
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| All a nigga do is cash out
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| Laughing to the bank, I don’t fuck with you haters
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| Diego
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| Laced my blunts with codeine, Mollies, Xans, Percs, I’m faded
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| All my bitches dime from head to toe, don’t do no basic
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| I get love across the globe, state to state or nation
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| I’ve Designered all my clothes, know we kicking flavor
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| I’m intoxicated, I’m intoxicated
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| I’ve been repping Candler Road, mayor of Decatur
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| I’m intoxicated, I’m intoxicated
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| Wrap the four-doors black and white, call it segregation
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| Hoes chasing me, the gingerbread man
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| Nine on me, call it Miss Go Ham
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| Check in my pocket, it’s probably a pen
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| Proper etiquette, I pull up my pants
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| Oooh, look at how them diamonds dance
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| Intoxicated on that molly, it’s tan
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| Me and Diego in Magic City
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| I walk in that bitch like the Michelin man
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| Rollie polie cost a marching band
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| Meet me on Candler by South DeKalb
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| Plug drop it off, I give him half
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| Leaning like I’m in Texas on the slab
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| Eat it up, you little dabber-jackers
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| You got a warrant for swagger harassing
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| And listen to mama, eat your vegetables
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| Bugs Bunny carrots, I’m a little silly rabbit
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| I pull up with the bricks and the horse carriage
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| I got all these bitches trying to force marriage
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| Flavor of Love, line them up, I’m casting
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| Ice cream and cake, I’m robbing like Baskin
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| They asked 'bout the Bentley, I crashed it
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| Geeking on mollies and Xanax
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| Might’ve been the Hitech or the Percocets
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| I don’t know, I got too much dope like a pharmacist
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| Laced my blunts with codeine, Mollies, Xans, Percs, I’m faded
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| All my bitches dime from head to toe, don’t do no basic
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| I get love across the globe, state to state or nation
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| I’ve Designered all my clothes, know we kicking flavor
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| I’m intoxicated, I’m intoxicated
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| I’ve been repping Candler Road, mayor of Decatur
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| I’m intoxicated, I’m intoxicated
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| Wrap the four-doors black and white, call it segregation |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Intoxicated , by - HoodRich Pablo Juan. Song from the album 1 5, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп