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pills - eazy mac & goldenbsp lyrics

[chorus: eazy mac]
one pill
two pill
red pill
blue pill yeah
three pill
four pill
i need more pill yeah
shake shake shake shake push down twist up
six pills b-tch chill its still six o clock

[verse 1: eazy mac]
my life’s in shambles (shambles)
got on a flight to j-pan when i wanted to go to orlando (woo)
my psychiatrist told said lay off the xanax (lay off the xans)
i said “i like this, come play in the sand” (shh i got the cocaine in my pants)
jumped on the table and danced
spent the whole labels advance (yeah)
“please mac relax”
“no”
i came with goldie he bad
we picked up 43 tabs (yeah)
he bought a pony from france (yeah)
i bought mongolian [?]

[verse 2: goldenbsp]
i got the c0ke in the flap
i got the hoe on my lap
cause it be holding that cash comma
blondie keep, blondie keep rollin’ a
i oughta throw her a wrap
i oughta close on the rack
when i walk into the pharmacy they tell me go in the back

[chorus: eazy mac]
one pill
two pill
red pill
blue pill yeah
three pill
four pill
i need more pill yeah
shake shake shake shake push down twist up
six pills b-tch chill its still six o clock
one pill
two pill
red pill
blue pill yeah
three pill
four pill
i need more pill yeah
shake shake shake shake push down twist up
six pills b-tch chill its still six o clock

[verse 3: goldenbsp]
splitting a xanny with martha stewart
we had too many bacardi shooters (yeah yeah)
we had her doing the kama sutra (woo)
i had to puke at the party [?]

[verse 4: eazy mac]
i drank a lot more scotch sure (yeah)
chilling in scotts storks stock porsche (yeah)
pull up to the tom ford (yeah)
concord spilling out
“encore, encore!”

[verse 5: goldenbsp]
dropping the acid it so messy
eating cold lettuce with no dressing
look in the mirror i’m joe peschi
get the c0ke freddy
my nose ready

[verse 6: eazy mac]
buzz in my brain make me laugh (haha)
hallucinating off the cap
hollywood life i imagined (yeah)
i fell in love with an actress (woo)

[outro]
don’t worry i got numbers little mama
pills up in the cupboard, i don’t wanna hear the drama
pull up like you’re (?) and put all your mouth upon it
tell your vermin i don’t care about no throw up on my johnson

- eazy mac goldenbsp lyrics

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