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on parole - mozzy lyrics

[verse 1]
yeah, doin’ all that politickin’, never seen a cell
he don’t duck his taco, we gon’ feed him sh*lls
got my gang member with me, he from pdl
we locked in, he got thirty, i got stock ten
b*tch spent her ppp on a bbl
she ain’t save a dollar for me, we are not friends
seen the ‘rari on display, went and hopped in it
it’s not tinted, i want everybody know it’s me (yeah)
had an apartment in yo’ name you bought for the b*tch
i’ma let you slide in that thing, yeah, i own the key
on the b, i smell like baccarat and boogiе smoke (huh)
when they took thе homie pole, who you think he called?
i’m the one that got it back for him, easy call
poppin’ way too many, ah, finna sleep it off
it’s not a difference, we could settle when it’s yeeks involved
one up top, you better not reach at all, nerd

[chorus]
she don’t got no booty to wobble, but still’ll shake it (yeah)
empty*ass dolce gabbana, she still basic (yeah)
n*gga on parole for a wapper and still’ll yank it
assisted with political problems, he still hatin’
she don’t got no booty to wobble, but still’ll shake it (yeah)
empty*ass dolce gabbana, she still basic (yeah)
n*gga on parole for a wapper and still’ll yank it
assisted with political problems, he still hatin’
[verse 2]
overseas, ocean breeze got me feelin’ righteous
count a million anytime i’m feelin’ like it
i’ don’t wanna hear nothin’ ’bout you throwin’ gangster parties
’cause how is that the case if i ain’t get invited?
been enlightened ’bout that sucker sh*t that transpired (yeah)
you wasn’t thirsty for no blood, ain’t no vampire
b*tches know what i require if she tryna choose
tired of losin’, pay the fee and we can make it sweet
they ain’t lacin’ up the youth, so i’ma tie they shoes
why i don’t tell no information, let ’em do they job
picked me up about a murder i knew nothin’ ’bout
wocky started kickin’ in all i could do was nod
who woulda thought that i’d be richer than my role models
gold bottle, make sure everybody got they own bottles
heard the sucker had a cardiac arrest or somethin’
he’ll most likely die a hater, grab some more bottles

- mozzy lyrics

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