| I been on this road before, I seen this place
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| I swear I know this hoe, I just don’t know her name
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| Smoking all this dope, I can’t feel my face
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| Using all these drugs, I can’t even taste
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| I been on this road before, I seen this place
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| I swear I know this hoe, I just don’t know her name
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| Thumbing through the check, I’m just getting paid
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| Livin how you live, so I got it made
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| Lord knows, it’s been a long road
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| And I know niggas took the wrong road
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| Ended up down shit creek
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| Think about, so that shit deep, so I pour liquor for all my niggas
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| That’s down bottom like 6 feet
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| Said throw the money let a bitch eat
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| Said baby girl I ball hard hear my kicks scream
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| With D’s up when my jumper hit
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| I might crossover, might duck your bitch
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| Might drop twenty, hop in the Bentley
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| Leave out the club all drinnk and shit like
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| Last nights a blur, but I woke up with a fly girl
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| So I guess I spent last night with her
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| Took her back like she had mike in her
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| Like the bitch like she had dick in her
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| I beat it up like I was ightin her, puttin in the work
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| Pipe in her
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| I been on this road before, I seen this place
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| I swear I know this hoe, I just don’t know her name
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| Smoking all this dope, I can’t feel my face
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| Using all these drugs, I can’t even taste
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| I been on this road before, I seen this place
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| I swear I know this hoe, I just don’t know her name
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| Thumbing through the check, I’m just getting paid
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| Livin how you live, so I got it made
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| Harlem nigga, been everywhere
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| Everywhere been heavy there
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| New wheels, every year, no ceiling, be very clear
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| No roof, so loose like diarrhea from the dairy air
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| Ghost shit it’s been a scary year
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| Froze wrist like periaer
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| New watch, rich nigga shit
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| Coupe top is like a stripper bitch
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| So loud when I hit the spliff took 4 bottles to hit the bitch
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| Ugh, baby girl say need some change
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| I talk to her, and baby girl gave me some brains
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| College girls, she was in the books
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| But this college girl was a wild girl
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| Cause this college girl she was into crooks
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| In and out when I’m in the pussy
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| I’m talkin in and out like I’m in the juice
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| When I whip away, watch a nigga push like
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| I been on this road before, I seen this place
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| I swear I know this hoe, I just don’t know her name
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| Smoking all this dope, I can’t feel my face
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| Using all these drugs, I can’t even taste
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| I been on this road before, I seen this place
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| I swear I know this hoe, I just don’t know her name
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| Thumbing through the check, I’m just getting paid
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| Livin how you live, so I got it made |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Been Down This Road , by - Mike WiLL Made It. Song from the album Est. in 1989, Pt. 2.5, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп