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fswsad - overdoz. lyrics

[intro: kent jamz]
i wish i could f-ck, smoke weed, and sleep all day
but i got to get this money
baby got to get this money
i know you want to spend my money
mmm hmmm… mmm hmmm…
then you want to spend my money…
got a real one…
look…

[verse 1: kent jamz]
got a bad asian and black chick, stays in calabasas
got a real rich dad that [?], b-tch you broke my mattress
she said, “these n-ggas bump okay sh-t, and that ain’t alright with me
i listen to ye and drake, but y’all bring life to me”
lay your back up on my mattress, baby tell me my sh-t active
tell these wack n-ggas quit rapping, that’s your b-tch, that’s your friends laughing
she took me to a party, where i ain’t know n0body
her and her friends all gone off mollies, touching all over my body, singing

[hook: kent jamz/brittany dorn]
i wish i can f-ck, smoke weed, and sleep all day
but i got to get this money
but i got to get this money
baby let me get this money (x3)

[verse 2: problem]
how you think i’ve been the n-gga since the 1st grade
c-c-cutting school, f-ck a first-aid
got a thou-wow in my pocket, on my worst day (on my worst day)
now give you haters like happy birthday
so b-tch, blow this candle out
and when you does, show a n-gga what the camel ’bout
strawberry color whip, with the peanut b-tter gut
hoes come in two’s like peanut b-tter cups, what!
i don’t give a f-ck, n-gga this compton, b-tch
so get your -ss on this compton d-ck
molly popped, molly popped, every f-cking p-ssy getting molly-wopped
paper first, bullsh-t last
paper first, maker her mad
make ’em curse, make it c-m
work this pole, i bet it’ll c-m
booyow!
let me smoke my tree and keep it g forever (g forever)
i’m now on them chocolate hoes, cause i f-cked all the ones that’s yeller (the ones that’s yeller)
i’m still bout my cheddy, i blow all my multi, and them i am adiós
she want to l1ck me, and i’m going to let her, no envelope, (problem)

[hook]

[verse 3: joon]
what it do b-tch number one, lady number two, sl-t number three (welcome to the dest my dear)
we going to do a whole lot of you, whole lot of kush, whole lot of drugs (a lot of whine and beer)
but by the time the cl1ck is six past six got to dip (up out of here)
thank you for all the fun, sorry i have to hit and run
she got them promethazine t-ttes, thirty-two (double cup d)
i was planning to give it to her nice and slow (that double cup d)
but i hit the mystical danger, she said she don’t do -n-l
but since a n-gga almost famous, it’s okay if i use my fingers

[hook]

[verse 4: p]
every god-given day, that bomb puts me in a phase
paranoia got me praying on my knees (sh-t)
now you calling me insane, n-ggas trying to throw me shade
but one thing i won’t taste is defeat
it’s that simplistic pimp sh-t
my style sick, just like a plague
homebody, that’s why my homies call me “p”
all i do is just be cool, that’s why these trick n-ggas hating
while they hating, got they b-tches singing praise to a g
n-ggas need to find peace
my mind, sending tingles down the spine
get in touch, with a body, hit them spots that you can’t find
i just hit her one time, lift my feet as i recline
then i p-ss her to my dog, point guard kobe bryant

[hook]

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