| Play me some of that $uicide pimpin' man
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| You motherfuckers pitiful, I'm too sick of you
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| I'm a walking visual, you boys refillable
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| Unforgivable
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| Once you cross me, hoe
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| Now you a motherfucking stain to Lil Cut Throat (pow!)
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| Let the gun bang
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| Nuts hang, drug game ain't the same
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| "Savage" tatted on my face
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| Grey ape
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| Reason why we hotbox
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| Fuck a badge, fuck a cop even if the K hot
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| Watch me bust on any block
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| Northside knotty
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| Scope on the shotty
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| Semi blow ya' body
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| Tony gripping on the Tommy, bitch
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| I bite the head off a bat like I'm Ozzy
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| You got a problem motherfucker? |
| Come and try me
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| I'm nothing like what you punk boys wanna embody
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| Norf, Norf, East Side *59
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| Tony gripping Tommy
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| Fuck around end up with your body, autopsy
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| I be that walking zombie, bath salts
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| Eating bodies
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| Three choppas and a shotty shooting everybody
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| Cigarette wet
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| Bumping Boosie Badazz
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| On them drugs, jiggin'
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| Jaws locked-clinching
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| Trigger finger itching if you think I'm kidding
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| Smoke leaking from the sticky that we smoking, boy
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| Fuck a Backwood, Swisher's what I use, boy
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| Smoke what I choose, do what I wanna do
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| Motherfuck you and (Ruby) your punk friends too
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| (Ruby) blunt lit lungs itch, bitch, I like the sting
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| Smoking potent thinking I'm the chosen one, bitch, I'm a king
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| I can hear my dead homies sing
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| Now my eyes always hurtin', wiping tears with diamond rings, yeah, aye
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| Hol' up fuckboy, who the fuck said we cool?
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| Man, I quit smoking with hypebeasts back in 2002
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| What it do?
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| Motherfucker I'ma fool
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| Ruby Da Cherry is ghouling with goblins
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| If you got a problem, then you better move
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| From the womb to the tomb
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| Busting out early, busting out soon
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| Black out the city, I'm back on them 30s
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| In 'bout 20 minutes we'll be on the moon, uh
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| Drugs got me fucked up, sluts got me drugged up, fuck
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| Slap my face against a pill to crush it up
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| Government ID helps me get high
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| Seeing stars in the mirror like I'm looking with a bright beam
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| Lime green paint but the rims looking Spike Lee
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| Mighty sloppy might be cocky
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| Am I in the right scene?
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| Highly unlikey, and I'm willing to fucking bet
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| Leave a pussy wet then I leave a pussy wet
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| I'm a fucking vet
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| I'm a motherfucking threat
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| G*59 the set
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| G*59 will make you sweat
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| "I don't give a fuck" is my fucking epithet
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| Lace up my Nike Decades, meet me at Heaven's Gates
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| 7th Ward by the lake 'till my death
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| "He'll come off of your drunken stupor from Burman Street, Saturday night!
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| Get up in time to go to mass on Sunday morning and you tell God you're sorry for your drunkenness, only to go back out tonight and get wasted again" |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Carrollton, artist - $uicideboy$. Album song I Want to Die in New Orleans, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп