| I done lost money, made it back
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| (Two) (Everybody get the fuck out the way right now)
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| I just got a burner, where they at?
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| (Three) (If you in this motherfucker, make noise right now)
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| Car doin' doughnuts in a flash
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| (Four)
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| Straight like this, I need my money in a bag!
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| Oh yeah, I’ve been counting dead men, putting bodies in a safe
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| 5200, one swipe throw that away
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| Whip, whip, whip 'til it stain on ya
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| Whip, whip, whip 'til it stain on ya
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| I’ve been counting dead men, putting bodies in a safe
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| 5200, one swipe throw that away, aye
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| Whip, whip, whip 'til it stain on ya
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| Whip, whip, whip 'til it stain on ya
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| Aye, got it on me, if I ain’t got nothin' that matter on me
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| Everyone try, who frontin' on me?
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| Ain’t no smut, no chatter on me
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| Money on me, hunnid on me
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| Both got rocks, look better on me
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| Spaceship parked, no landing on me
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| Wreck my Lamb', don’t need it on E
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| Four words I know, yeah 'Fuck all you hoes' (Aye)
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| «I do the most,"aye, put that in «es (Aye)
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| Diamond on me, jumpin' on me, you know boy skimask mili' on me
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| 10K fit, put groupie on fleek, d-boy fresh since school in 03'
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| Speedrace, top down on E-way, throw it back like replay
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| Most of y’all won’t be safe, I came from hard knocks
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| Ice, that bring more knots, gang tats and stove tops
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| Act like you know us, you punk bitch
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| Yeah, I’ve been counting dead men, putting bodies in a safe
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| 5200, one swipe throw that away
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| Whip, whip, whip 'til it stain on ya
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| Whip, whip, whip 'til it stain on ya
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| I’ve been counting dead men, putting bodies in a safe
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| 5200, one swipe throw that away (Aye)
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| Whip, whip, whip 'til it stain on ya (Aye)
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| Whip, whip, whip 'til it stain on ya
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| First mili' showed up (Aye) 'Rari gon' go nuts (Aye)
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| Jewelry hangs all out (Aye) Bitches gon' call now (Aye)
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| Dollars ain’t C-notes (Aye) House on each coast (Aye)
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| Glock goes emo (Aye) Porsche sound Debo (Aye)
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| Four words I know, yeah 'Fuck all you hoes' (Aye)
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| Change whip, dip, splash, ugh
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| Slim bitch, all ass (Aye)
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| Brew fresh pots I serve
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| This my wrist, iceberg
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| Real life rich, get curved
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| Bitch look fine, still broke
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| Bitch, my wrist game woke
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| Big bling, wrist got soaked
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| I must live my worth
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| Chain drip down my shirt
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| My block been Iraq
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| 3 Mil paid my tax
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| Yo' shit seized, all bad
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| Fill my bag, all cash
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| Ah yeah, I’ve been counting dead men, putting bodies in a safe
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| 5200, one swipe throw that away
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| Whip, whip, whip 'til it stain on ya
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| Whip, whip, whip 'til it stain on ya
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| I’ve been counting dead men, putting bodies in a safe
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| 5200, one swipe throw that away (Aye)
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| Whip, whip, whip 'til it stain on ya (Aye)
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| Whip, whip, whip 'til it stain on ya |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 5200 , by - ScHoolboy Q. Song from the album CrasH Talk, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп