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spin - 42 dugg & est gee lyrics

[intro: 42 dugg]
(foreverollin)
foreverollin
(flexin’)

[verse 1: 42 dugg]
told my brother if i’m missing, i got set up by a b*tch, oh, what?
hands*on in that kitchen, i don’t think i hit the tan enough (baow)
y’all know i throw them bands for nothin’, i got two in the pants for nothin’
we can’t whack your mans for nothin’, b*tch, you know he had that comin’
i still serve them grams two*hundred, i might move to houston monday
i don’t pay my shooters nothin’, they all do that sh*t for free
exotic, how them bricks is cheap? they front me four ’bout six a week
that paper add them piece for reece, she sucking d*ck, you cuff the b*tch
all in n*ggas’ dm, we know, i said you couldn’t trust the b*tch
my n*gga lock, we beefin’ now, i told him not to hit my line
[chorus: 42 dugg]
i still be f*ckin’ with them pills
yeah, we spin, ‘ll spin your sh*t again
n*gga, f*ck will and everybody told
rip to all my n*ggas, free my motherf*ckin’ bros
yeah, i still be f*ckin’ with them pills
n*gga, we spin, ‘ll spin your sh*t again
n*gga, f*ck will and everybody, yeah
free my motherf*ckin’ bros doing life up in the feds

[verse 2: est gee]
red beam on the dread, need ’em dead
what’s the price? i’ll pay it
it’s love, i ain’t even gotta say it
steppin’ long as he got legs
step in the name of lil’ dead
preppin’ myself how to play it
these n*ggas must think i’m playin’
came in, catch the place, we sped
flowers, teddy bears, he dead
bang a tester in his leg
noddin’, slobbin’, drop his head
happy that i spent my last
i’ll drop bags and put ’em on your ass
this sh*t clear as glass
last time tinted yellow, said it tasted bad
if it ain’t ’bout cash, then what it is?
on the island, you see fins
choppers, glocks, and sigs
sure hope you can swim
couple grand and we right where he live
take him, get where he spin
park the car, hop out on land
head, mask, gloves, hands
that’s that get*back for my mans
[chorus: 42 dugg]
i still be f*ckin’ with them pills
yeah, we spin, ‘ll spin your sh*t again
n*gga, f*ck will and everybody told
rip to all my n*ggas, free my motherf*ckin’ bros
yeah, i still be f*ckin’ with them pills
n*gga, we spin, ‘ll spin your sh*t again
n*gga, f*ck will and everybody, yeah
free my motherf*ckin’ bros doing life up in the feds

- 42 dugg est gee lyrics

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