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hammer pants - goldchain malik & quinton brown lyrics

[verse: quinton brown]
b*tch i got free will
side eye em like big fish
frames on me and they big bent
credit cards getting big spent
house sitting but i pay rent
really this like the studio
really i want a groupie b*tch
really i want a change of clothes just to feel different in the summer time
baggy on my like hammer pants
bag on me hit the hammer dance
cash on me but it ain’t advance
purify like holy water i’m sanctified like the holy land
your b*tch a dog and you should hold your mans
before wе turn him to a holy man

but
let me find my honey dip arm likе vince carter through the rim
armed like he got the 6 shooter all up on his hip
i can’t let go of my vices go you know they all up in my grip i just put that lean on ice and let a n*gga get a sip

n*gga been up on his
big sh*t big sh*t
papa speaking so you listen listen
it’s simple i’m different
oh they say all day you might be fiction
no need for admission
you found keys in ignition
whip it visit tell you kids and sh*t
mystic magic river missing
legend has it that you had
whispers die down from chatter
chattanooga south
im moving word of mouth
like revolution
like gossip
like inspiration
my optics like splinter cell
ill never split a cell
i hit intervals
you hear dinner bells
you get fed
live my life on red
life on e
but let me find my honey dip
as i tip top right up to the rim
f*ck with the risk
might get hit keep it hidden try again
i can’t let my vices go
you know they all up in my grip
i just put that lean on ice and let a n*gga get a sip sip sip

- goldchain malik quinton brown lyrics

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