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holy shit - ag club lyrics

[verse 1: loui]
uh, i gotta bad b*tch
’cause you know i ain’t average, uh
’cause you know i been had it, uh
and i been cookin’ with some magic
this time, this time it’s different then before
i’m headed to the sky, money knockin’ at my door
i’m trying to stay afloat while i’m catchin’ all the dough
i’m trying to hold it all, but that ass is like a boat

[hook: mick anthony]
i got a bad b*tch, straight from l.a
said i can have it any which way
i got a bad b*tch, straight from l.a
said i can have it no matter the place
i got a bad b*tch, straight from l.a
said i can have it tomorrow, today
i got a bad b*tch, straight from l.a
yeah, straight from l.a

[verse 2: babyboy]
karma’s a b*tch, tax must be her sister
boy, go ‘head get all that sh*t out your system
if you sent the text then it’s status: delivered
i ran it through mud, just so i could get blisters
a lot, fresh out the pot
hot enough to make the tea kettle scream
but this ain’t that sh*t that you see in your dreams
virtual reality, live on the screen
hide from heaven, hide from your perception
learn from love and duck the mac*11’s
keep the pressure burstin’ out the seams
know the higher power reign supreme
find yourself and find your own direction
hopefully it leads to inspiration
out concern yourself with greater questions
how you feel, don’t f*ck with no erection
[verse 3: jody fontaine]
album dropped now all you n*ggas see
apply the pressure, bend the block then bleed
my mind invented signs i couldn’t read
my blindness was my source of misery
the time i spent on talkin’ sh*t, i walk with limps
my swagger built this confidence
you might attempt to press my conglomerates
that’s when i gotta black your eye and bust your lip
and hold my d*ck, they wanna treat me like i’m three*fifth, man
invisible man, like [?], hit it again
now who can pretend, these n*ggas really want me to win
they put me on the oxygen blocks, sell me by the gram
they need me as a sacrificial lamb, i ain’t with it
’cause to this ag sh*t i’m committed
i stick my d*ck inside the game to [?] her kidney
i need a milly for the rock and then i split it with benji
like forty to sixty

- ag club lyrics

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