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icemane420 - oliver francis lyrics

m-m-m-me and your girl dirty
and now we mock clean, yeah
it’s like, wherever i be, i be the main thing
we over here, tryna kick it like a soccer player
one drink, two drink, i’m takin’ off a layer
i’m like a young tongue, all i do is taste b-tts
and i’m so high you would swear i’m in the sp-ce, clutch
i got a couple dollars, prolly thirty from your momma
a couple commas, holla at me for the sugar papa

a few chicks in the club got ice on
and they shine bright still with the lights on
and we high, so high with the cash flow
roll it up tight, twist it up like a cyclone
yah, i know how i do it in the drop zone
bad b-tch in whip while the cab phone
30 couples in the chain with the flintstones
we smoke, stay rolling up the window, uh
our chest burnin’
every girl here, she suck like kirby
everybody know i be on my jock
everbody know my b-tch so curvy, uh
surely, get it, i’m worthy
everbody drop rap game turned jerky
ice on the beat that me, i’m worky
see me in the block, that me i’m workin’

all i know is p-ssy
all i know is bad b-tches, b-tches
all i know is p-ssy
all i know is bad b-tches, b-tches
all i know is p-ssy
bullet dropped, hah
swishers, swishers
all i know is p-ssy
all i know is bad b-tches, b-tches
all i know is p-ssy
all i know is bad b-tches, b-tches
all i know is p-ssy
all i know is bad b-tches, b-tches
all i know is p-ssy
bullet dropped, hah
swishers, swishers
all i know is p-ssy
all i know is bad b-tches, b-tches

- oliver francis lyrics

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