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wash my sins away - elcamino lyrics

[intro]
uh yo, uh
this that sh*t that make
this that sh*t that make the b*tches love us

[verse 1]
uh, yo
i had fiends on the corner hitting my l!cks
b*tch at the crib cooking my grits, rich
living luxurious, uh, alexander kicks, we glamorous
y’all eating noodles and sandwiches
i’m at phillipe with a b*tch named tamara, uh
shootouts, they scrambling
knocking over [?], panicking
this life we live ain’t for the amateurs
we the illest n*ggas in america, uh
they scared of us, i grip your neck like a terrier, uh
i know them n*ggas wanna bury us
they b*tches wanna marry us
they see us and they stare at us, superior, uh
pick out your casket, i’ll carry ya
looking broke, when i see y’all n*ggas, the sh*t be hilarious

[hook]
sipping ace to wash my sins away
i’m just sipping ace to wash my sins away
i’m just sipping ace to wash my
[verse 2]
uh, yo
dead broke, i remember them days
i couldn’t work minimum wage
i’d rather get paid, y’all n*ggas is slaves
i’m on the block everyday
serving hard ‘ye, i’m in your hallway
bad b*tch named chardonay, serving broad day
we on the broadway
you know we at it all day, i ain’t going in ’til i’m rich
i’d swear y’all n*ggas chicks

[outro]
wash my sins away
real sh*t
my n*gga oj cooking up

- elcamino lyrics

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