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polo socks (oliver francis remix) - c biscuit lyrics

(chorus)
imma pull up on you quick, you know i got the drop
call me mr. money way i get the guap
she gon hit that then she won’t wanna stop
imma cut her off that b-tch was just a thot

riding through my city blowin lotsa pot
& she be blowin too so i get lotsa top
like f-ck yall even on? the f-ck yall really want
baby imma get this money til im dead and gone

(verse)
lately all i ever see is commas coming
countin dollas thinking that i might be onto something
but i ain’t never been no puppet, spark that sh-t in public, all these b-tches f-ckin, it ain’t nothin, dont know why im stuntin, aye
i just pull up with them bands in my pants
and i just popped a xan so i feel like im the man
(oh man godd-mn!) aye
make these b-tches go bezerk
im just rollin purp, chillin spittin to the rhythm, this that work
and i go so hard
biscuit b-tch, im with the sh-ts, like oh my god
so ridiculous, im hittin liqs with no regard, like all yall fraud
i dont play no games, dont f-ck with none these lames
i just medicate, then levitate, then medicate again
on my soul. i can’t fold
on my grave, no i can’t cave
walk across a frozen tundra, hundred under, to get paid
like f-ck yall sayin?
this a race and i been winning b-tch im in first place
get that cake and just stay focused
hear no bullsh-t, see no lames

(chorus)
imma pull up on you quick, you know i got the drop
call me mr. money way i get the guap
she gon hit that then she won’t wanna stop
imma cut her off that b-tch was just a thot

riding through my city blowin lotsa pot
& she be blowin too so i get lotsa top
like f-ck yall even on? the f-ck yall really want
baby imma get this money til im dead and gone

- c biscuit lyrics

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