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left - camel toe productions lyrics

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[intro: him]

yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
woah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah

[producer tag]

there he is, that’s him…

yeah
yeah

[chorus: him]
she was looking right
i was looking to the left
take a lot of ours
save ya diamonds on ya neck
money come and go
but the b*tches never left
gucci on my socks
that designer cost a check
they was f*cking with me
when they seeing i was next
b*tches on my d*ck but i just blew em
like it’s next
glock up on my hip
but i’mma blow it if he check
b*tches on my d*ck
but i just really want the neck
[bridge: ciggy]

hold it
hold it
hold it
swisher
i’mma
roll it
pistol
i’mma
hold it
hold it
hold it
hold it
swisher
i’mma
roll it
pistol
i’mma
hold it
hold it
hold it
hold it
hold it
hold it
hold it
hold it
[verse 1: ciggy]

she only want me for the guap
gucci way down to the socks
i made it from moving the rocks
i just went through a detox
the stock on the glock and it rocks
cîroc on the dock and i’m f*cked
the vision is getting alittle burry
the scarf on my neck and it’s furry
your b*tch i’mma f*ck, don’t worry
hurry me up, i’mma shoot
holding the glock, i’mma loot
pockets on pockets on pockets
stealing the sh*t out the locket
holding the glock, i’mma c*ck it
shoot a b*tch dead, an she drop it
pop it
pop it

[chorus: him]
she was looking right
i was looking to the left
take a lot of ours
save ya diamonds on ya neck
money come and go
but the b*tches never left
gucci on my socks
that designer cost a check
they was f*cking with me
when they seeing i was next
b*tches on my d*ck but i just blew em
like it’s next
glock up on my hip
but i’mma blow it if he check
b*tches on my d*ck
but i just really want the neck
[verse 2: lil leasure]

shoot that lil b*tch in her face
let her sit right on my waist
yeah
beat the lil b*tch like a case
uh
high as h*ll i’m in the sp*ce

[verse 3: whiteboy]

high as h*ll
in the sp*ceship
pop a pill
do a tre flip
foreign b*tch
not racist
big woods
like a vape
b*tch

[verse 4: lil leasure]

40 thou
i’m caking
18
still chasing
want more money
ain’t waiting
get money
stop hating

[verse 5: whiteboy]

i don’t got no patience
sit in the hood serving patients
eight woods in rotation
live like i’m on vacation

[chorus: him]
she was looking right
i was looking to the left
take a lot of ours
save ya diamonds on ya neck
money come and go
but the b*tches never left
gucci on my socks
that designer cost a check
they was f*cking with me
when they seeing i was next
b*tches on my d*ck but i just blew em
like it’s next
glock up on my hip
but i’mma blow it if he check
b*tches on my d*ck
but i just really want the neck

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