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soul food - junior pasare & papa luke lyrics

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[verse 1: papa luke]
sippin’ on dirty, feel sterilized
mixin’ in dirty, i’m paralyzed
medical, i see dead guys
zooted with shawty off in this b*tch
i need a care package, very ratchet
f*ck on a fat b*tch, l!ck on her crack, sick, i’m feelin’ savage
d*ck like a magnet, stuck to her baggage, she got a mad lib
mm, mm
i need some baby carrots, dip it into the sauce that i’m drippin’ in
i know some very scary mothaf*ckas [?] up the inner city
it’s a cold world i’m livin’ in, i’ll die [?]
it’s a carousel [?] livin’ in

[chorus: junior pasare]
it’s a cold world that we livin’, life full of sin, yeah
it’s a cold world but i’m so down, so i let it spin, yeah
blessed to see another day [?]
[?] a couple friends gon’ go
one real n*gga better than 300 friends, yeah
i just wanna put my mama in a 300 benz, yeah
i’ve been prayin’ on a come up, i’ma keep on comin’ [?]
[?] summer to the winter [?]

[verse 2: junior pasare]
win or lose, up and down, they gonna hate either way, yeah
i pick and choose, if i can’t find a way, i’ma relocate, yeah
in a sick mood, gotta switch moves like a new estate, yeah
i done paid dues for that rebate, need a bigger safe, yeah
needed ricotta and cottage cheese
put that on me, no apologies, oh
[?] n*gga, i gotta beef
if you want me to tip, well, i got a fee
gotta even the eyes on my audaci
i’ma walk in the room like a prodigy
[?] move as hot as me

[chorus: junior pasare]
it’s a cold world that we livin’, life full of sin, yeah
it’s a cold world but i’m so down, so i let it spin, yeah
blessed to see another day [?]
[?] a couple friends gon’ go
one real n*gga better than 300 friends, yeah
i just wanna put my mama in a 300 benz, yeah
i’ve been prayin’ on a come up, i’ma keep on comin’ [?]
[?] summer to the winter [?]

[verse 3: papa luke]
sippin’ on dirty, feel sterilized
mixin’ in dirty, i’m paralyzed
medical, i see dead guys
zooted with shawty off in this b*tch
i need a care package, very ratchet
f*ck on a fat b*tch, l!ck on her crack, sick, i’m feelin’ savage
d*ck like a magnet, stuck to her baggage, she got a mad lib
mm, mm
i need some baby carrots, dip it into the sauce that i’m drippin’ in
i know some very scary mothaf*ckas [?] up the inner city
it’s a cold world i’m livin’ in, i’ll die [?]
it’s a carousel [?] livin’ in

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