| Ayy, Spiff
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| Let me have the Percocet, man
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| And that lean
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| And the cookies
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| I need all of that
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| Y’all niggas bitch niggas
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| I’m on them Percocets, I just popped a Percocet
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| I’m on the Xanax, I just blew a Xan bag
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| I’m a lean junkie, all I drink is Hitech
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| I just smoked a whole pound of gas, where the cookies at?
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| I’m on them Percocets, I just popped a Percocet
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| I’m on the Xanax, I just blew a Xan bag
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| I’m a lean junkie, all I drink is Hitech
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| I just smoked a whole pound of gas, where the cookies at?
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| Pull up in the Chevy, 60 hatchback
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| Smoke out the pound, I just had a gas attack
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| I make it touch down like a running back
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| Still shoot dice at the chit-chat
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| Break the Xan down like a Kit Kat
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| We drinking lean, no six packs
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| I get the bricks and I skrt scratch
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| S in the pot for my wrist pack
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| I need a strip of them Percocet
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| Pour a pint up of the Hitech
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| I just found a pint of Actavis
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| Roll a whole pound in that gas and tan
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| Fell asleep three days of Xanax
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| I woke up like, «Where the hell my bands at?»
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| Went to Magic City, smashed that
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| I roll up the cookies and pass that
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| Me and drugs get along
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| Me and drugs got a bond
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| F&N tactical, James Bond
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| I need some more drink in my last line
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| Dab on these niggas like Carolina
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| My plug gave me five bricks on consignment
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| Check out my Rollie, it’s perfect timing
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| African diamonds
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| I’m on them Percocets, I just popped a Percocet
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| I’m on the Xanax, I just blew a Xan bag
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| I’m a lean junkie, all I drink is Hitech
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| I just smoked a whole pound of gas, where the cookies at?
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| I’m on them Percocets, I just popped a Percocet
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| I’m on the Xanax, I just blew a Xan bag
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| I’m a lean junkie, all I drink is Hitech
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| I just smoked a whole pound of gas, where the cookies at?
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| Come to the condo without no drawers
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| I want that lean and that Adderall
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| I’m on them Percs and them Xannys
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| They pull up on me with no panties
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| I just left Magic with two bitches
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| Look at my cup, it’s so filthy
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| I dirty my Sprite and my Mountain Dew
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| I pour a deuce up in the Fanta, too
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| I pay for that pussy, I rock her too
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| I fuck on that bitch who won’t speak to you
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| I fuck with some bitches who won’t speak to them
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| Jeremy Scott on my Adidas them
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| Kanye West nigga, I Yeezy them
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| Treat the drugs like Skittles, we eating them
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| I want five-K for a feature, then
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| Burn the Backwood down, cooking
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| Ice on my neck and my wrist
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| What’s wetter: my neck or my bitch?
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| In Dallas, we run up a check
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| In Houston, you know we gon' sip
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| Uh, Young Guapo, he high as blimp
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| Yeah, I roll up my reefer and dip
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| I keep the extension on hip
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| I’m on Percocets, R.I.P. |
| Pimp
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| I’m on them Percocets, I just popped a Percocet
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| I’m on the Xanax, I just blew a Xan bag
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| I’m a lean junkie, all I drink is Hitech
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| I just smoked a whole pound of gas, where the cookies at?
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| I’m on them Percocets, I just popped a Percocet
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| I’m on the Xanax, I just blew a Xan bag
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| I’m a lean junkie, all I drink is Hitech
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| I just smoked a whole pound of gas, where the cookies at?
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| What a Perc plus a Xan equal?
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| My bitch said you stupid, you fucking geeker
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| I love the white girl, I got jungle fever
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| Sixth Sense, I see dead people
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| Roll up a whole pound of the reefer
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| I’m kicking shit like it’s FIFA
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| I gave the molly to Christina
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| I got two bitches, double teaming
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| I hit the pot, they better call FEMA
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| I got them racks on me like Serena
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| I drunk an eighth, fell asleep in my Bimmer
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| Drinking Hitech, it come straight from the cleaners
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| Popping a pill like a cancer patient
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| Drinking that lean, I love to taste it
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| No Halloween, I mask up like I’m Jason
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| I go to Portland and smoke like a Blazer
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| I’m importing all the drugs, I go crazy
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| Two bricks of molly I got from my Asian
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| Xan and the lean have made a nigga lazy
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| Only one Percocet? |
| That can’t fade me
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| Twenty Perc gon' make these bitches get naked
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| Last bar, me and Pe$o gon' break it
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| Different Rollie, I ain’t switch out the faces
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| Went to the cookie, man, nothing but faces
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| I need it
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| I’m on them Percocets, I just popped a Percocet
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| I’m on the Xanax, I just blew a Xan bag
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| I’m a lean junkie, all I drink is Hitech
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| I just smoked a whole pound of gas, where the cookies at?
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| I’m on them Percocets, I just popped a Percocet
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| I’m on the Xanax, I just blew a Xan bag
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| I’m a lean junkie, all I drink is Hitech
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| I just smoked a whole pound of gas, where the cookies at? |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Percocet , by - HoodRich Pablo Juan. Song from the album Designer Drugz 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп