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scottie - 10kkev lyrics

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let me talk to em

(ayy, power)

i sent her money for a shopping spree, cause she can’t get caught with me, ain’t tripping bout no cheeses free, i got that sh*t from pnc, my b*tch a host on b&b, and she own a company, when i say we really having juice and ain’t no sunny d, we used to drink all the walk and pour the quality test, it be hard going sober cause of side effects, i got real good at cursing, just some signing checks, she look real good in person, just like on the net, they f*cking with me heavy cause i keep this sh*t a thaw out, my scotty 50 n*gga look like rick carlislе, he got hit up top while they chеcking for a heart sign, they was talking down on the scams, they trying to start now, y’all ain’t stepping on sh*t, but the sidewalks, in my right pocket is enough to buy a trackhawk, i’m the type to buy everything you trying to get off, you walking in like a lame acting with sh*t costs, i’m in la bumping to me at the weed jamming, a pint spilled in my bag i had a rough landing, now a hundred dollar louis v ain’t come with no branding, balling hard around this b*tch i got the crowd chanting, i made one move that set me up for 12 months, meanwhile you on a break from work, somewhere getting lunch, i’m a fiend, i get relieved when i spark a blunt, i dropped a ten on the team and hit it more than once, i’m bringing b*tches through, sl*ting them out off of that honey pack, just got my hands on a opp addy, put that sh*t in maps, they ran down, he died from not shooting back, moving tack, all black, he got his noggin tapped, aye, all these n*ggas claiming they real, really corn b*lls, you know the deal, i need a car and a mobile log, my b*tch done got on youtube doing try on hauls, leave the bank with all blues off a larger drawer, i can tell you n*ggas hoes you smoking hookah, in dallas going drink, i ain’t nothing like luca, fns and rugas, i’m buying for my shooters, the cuban’s from cuba, hallelujah, i sent her money for a shopping spree, cause she can’t get caught with me, ain’t tripping bout no cheeses free, i got that sh*t from pnc, my b*tch a host on b&b, and she own a company, when i say we really having juice and ain’t no sunny d, we used to drink all the walk and pour the quality test, it be hard going sober cause of side effects, i got real good at cursing, just some signing checks, she look real good in person, just like on the net, they f*cking with me heavy cause i keep this sh*t a thaw out, my scotty 50 n*gga look like rick carlisle, he got hit up top while they checking for a heart sign, they was talking down on the scams, they trying to start now

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