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lil' dropout - keenan trevon lyrics

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where the weed at?!

(let’s get high, baby)

ayo, skinny!

yeah?

tell them boys what we do

okay, b-tch i’m from the a i keep an eighth in my shoe
wake up smoke before i eat i guess it’s something i do
i got n—-s really with it they might run up on you

walk up in they know it’s skinee
like “it’s nice to meet ya”
i snap on every track
and i might just start charging for features
i’m in the game i hit the shot and you’re just stuck in the bleachers
cross my family b-tch then i’ma be in jail like madea

b-tch i
puff, sip
p-ss my drank
cut the check into the bank
shorty say she wanna f-ck
like the beat i let it bang

no i’m not no runner up
hit the skrrt and switch the lane
take the backwood to my brain
f-ck the law we here to play
aye, i say f-ck the law we here to play

f-ck school
f-ck it all i’ll get the bag a different way

master of this sh-t
i’m moving faster
never backwards
facing backwoods
in my casa
with a b-tch who loves to swallow me

it’s skinny from the mid west
b-tch i tote a big chest
c-cky when i’m on this mic
you shot? well this a big vest
make it out this b-tch gon have these n—-s actin different
told my gang give me a year and i’ma do it and they listened to me

now this that sh-t that your sh-t don’t smack like
bad b-tch she actin up i told her act right
i ain’t no lame -ss n—a
thirst for fame -ss n—a
and now all these mother f-ckers wanna act nice

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