| Pullin' up to my lil somethin'
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| Said she want a sip of lil somethin'
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| Late nights when you try and get some
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| Tryin' to hit a lil sunshine
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| Sip and get blundered
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| I’mma ride with the low beams on
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| Tint it up, cover up that I’m low key on
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| She send a snap with them gold things on
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| With her ass on the table that she roll weed on
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| Pull over, that ass is too fat
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| Too sober, one glass will change that
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| I’m no amateur so know I’m not attacking her
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| There ain’t no Instagram or snappin' of where we at
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| Look, I know you gon' like what you see
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| I know you’ve been tryin' to do me
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| Hit it two time but I can do three
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| Up all night, in the morning you gon' need a
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| Fresh squeeze, thanks for the
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| Fresh squeeze, fresh squeeze
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| When you roll a lil tree with a bad lil thing
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| No pole, no seeds, yeah there (Fresh squeeze)
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| When you wake up in the bed with your hand on her head
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| And you get it on a reg, yeah that (Fresh squeeze)
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| Uh oh, they got me bubblin'
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| Body bangin', bang on the pavement,
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| Look like I might go ape,, bathin' draped in nothin' basic
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| I stay with the latest make and model, till the face goes to bottle
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| Chuggin', now we sipping on brew
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| We in the living room dishin' while listening to Reaux
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| And you’re the first that I’ve encountered to be on my counter
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| I’m back to loner and sober, but no more that’s a downer
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| Make it louder
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| Ooo, mama you nobody’s property
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| I picked up the pot then you gave me the slot
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| It was money, she felt like the lottery
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| Pop pussy, ka-ching, hit it sloppily
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| Pulled your numbers, then under covers is given time
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| Hit the vine, find your fruit, then sip the wine
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| Don’t worry 'bout the next chick, she a friend of mine
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| You’re the kind of strong woman I can get behind
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| Fresh squeeze, thanks for the
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| Fresh squeeze, fresh squeeze
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| When you roll a lil tree with a bad lil thing
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| No pole, no seeds, yeah there (Fresh squeeze)
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| When you wake up in the bed with your hand on her head
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| And you get it on a reg, yeah that (Fresh squeeze)
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| Drip, OJ
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| Had my partners at your door like Postmates
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| Fuck bro code, got no space
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| forces like cocaine
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| Shit, everybody knows it
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| Came from the soil I was chosen
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| Took the game over, let my bros in
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| She askin' if I want the neck
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| I told her «Baby, no shit»
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| That’s easy, finger roll it
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| You wanna hear the real shit? |
| This the moment
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| Still of Bay shit but I’m different on her
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| She ain’t talkin' 'bout cash and I’m dipping on her
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| Uh, I’m on the 80, doin' 80
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| bitches think I’m or I’m in my payment
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| Still wit' my dogs from the pavement
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| Don’t see it changin'
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| Fresh squeeze, (bitch) thanks for the
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| Fresh squeeze, (Lil stunner) fresh squeeze
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| When you roll a lil tree with a bad lil thing
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| No pole, no seeds, yeah there (Fresh squeeze)
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| When you wake up in the bed with your hand on her head
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| And you get it on a reg, yeah there (Fresh squeeze)
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| Fresh squeeze, fresh squeeze
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| Fresh squeeze, fresh squeeze |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Fresh Squeeze , by - Daveed Diggs. Song from the album Blindspotting: The Miles EP, in the genre Саундтреки