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cabrini - hugh lee lyrics

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ugh hugh god
god flow jones
[hook]
aye aye aye rack on the fit ap the wrist
aye aye aye chain on my neck thought it was it
aye aye aye i hit a lick thought it was it
aye aye aye get he win everyone see it
everything i do i do it til i die
gonna k!ll it k!ll it til i die
aye ice on the wrist ap the fist
aye aye aye i hit a lick thought it was it

[verse 2]
she p-ssy pop on a headstand
he try to front he a dead man
chopper hit em with the brr brr
turn his method to a red man
no puedo muerte like alamo
i hit her once and then adios
i need that money like vamanos
ándele ándele rápido
we run train like tap card
you go sleep like lap dog
man i can like gap called
mannequin like gap card
knee deep you toes in
nose deep when’s snows in
iced out we frozen
see my face better swipe right
talking sh-t that’s a night night
23 just like mike
need that wet wet tight tight
right right
all ya songs just ight ight
dark city but i’m light light

[hook]
aye aye aye rack on the fit ap the wrist
aye aye aye chain on my neck thought it was it
aye aye aye i hit a lick thought it was it
aye aye aye get he win everyone see it
everything i do i do it til i die
gonna k!ll it k!ll it til i die
aye ice on the wrist ap the fist
aye aye aye i hit a lick thought it was it

[hook]
aye i hit a lick
i gotta f-ck on a lil bitty bish
sold out the show i need the splits
i caught the p-ss got the -ssist
drip like a faucet clean as a dish
i got the world in the palm of my fist
molly and susan and becky and kate
buncha white girl table like grits
beat of the heart uh nights like this
top of the chart n-gg- don’t miss
keep on a hunnit pockets is crisp
money just big wallet like chris
i got the bud white fist
got out the mud dirty as bricks
i had to juug all the wrist
got me a cuban lil bih
porsche panamera the whip
i had to drop me a grip
all of my n-gg-s is real
we do not play with no kids
all of my n-gg-s go cray in the back of the place
we gone come with the sh-ts

[hook]
aye aye aye rack on the fit ap the wrist
aye aye aye chain on my neck thought it was it
aye aye aye i hit a lick thought it was it
aye aye aye get he win everyone see it
everything i do i do it til i die
gonna k!ll it k!ll it til i die
aye ice on the wrist ap the fist
aye aye aye i hit a lick thought it was it

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