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coco melon - ralfy the plug lyrics

[intro]
(thank you fizzle)
(smoov, what’s good, baby?)

[chorus]
i flu flam mini mansions, rap used to be my back*up field
my hitman only familiar with cash and k!llin’
i’m still in the streets, lil’ n*gga, i ain’t had no deal
a n*gga actin’ coocoo, we’ll blast his coco melon
i flu flam mini mansions, rap used to be my back*up field
my hitman only familiar with cash and k!llin’
i’m still in the streets, lil’ n*gga, i ain’t had no deal
a n*gga actin’ coocoo, we’ll blast his coco melon

[verse 1]
a n*gga actin’ coocoo, we’ll blast his coco melon
don’t f*ck with snitches, i never promote no tellin’
every n*gga you see around me is a convicted felon
we gettin’ too much money, we let the bums stick to jailin’
you got some [?] b*tches, you wanna mix too much, i think you tellin’
i don’t know who shot that n*gga, i ain’t got none of that sh*t for sale
n*gga wanna beef with me when they know i cook up well
i see you n*ggas on fake dеmon time, you’ll get sent to hеll
b*tches see my different fashion, they thinkin’ i’m livin’ lavish
they don’t know i’m still ready, five hundred bands in the kitchen cabinet
off the perc, i hit the b*tch with the magic stick
i’m ralph bigelow, it’s purse first, then you can have some d*ck
let’s get this straight, punk b*tch, we are not involved
i’m always on my p’s and q’s when i’m off adderall
beef with you? n*gga, you ain’t even in our catalog
all these n*ggas in my kids, i’m like dads to y’all, the plug
[chorus]
i flu flam mini mansions, rap used to be my back*up field
my hitman only familiar with cash and k!llin’
i’m still in the streets, lil’ n*gga, i ain’t had no deal
a n*gga actin’ coocoo, we’ll blast his coco melon
i flu flam mini mansions, rap used to be my back*up field
my hitman only familiar with cash and k!llin’
i’m still in the streets, lil’ n*gga, i ain’t had no deal
a n*gga actin’ coocoo, we’ll blast his coco melon

[verse 2]
i’m still in the streets, lil’ n*gga, i never had no deal
they mad ’cause the jewelry in my videos and cash is real
i did my time, i kept it solid, i ain’t have to steal
they like, “why you still playin’ with hit sticks from madden still?”
the stinc team indictment goin’ down in history as a classic tale
free kelsey, he’ll be home soon, n*ggas gon’ be mad as h*ll
f*ck all my haters and my opps, y’all mad as h*ll
n*ggas worried ’bout the stincs don’t even got cash for bail
smokin’ plug pack, no cap, i’m high as h*ll
snitches probably look in the mirror, like, “d*mn, i don’t know why i tell”
i don’t know why i pour mud every day, i think i love the feel
i notice that disco fever when i start gettin’ that pipes, i feel
rap game too nice, they callin’ us the evil villains
once pastor ralfy start talkin’ gangster, it’s an evil feelin’
beat a n*gga ass, treat him like it’s the county and he was stealin’
i’m a big dog, your n*gga ain’t in my league, he’s a pupil
[chorus]
i flu flam mini mansions, rap used to be my back*up field
my hitman only familiar with cash and k!llin’
i’m still in the streets, lil’ n*gga, i ain’t had no deal
a n*gga actin’ coocoo, we’ll blast his coco melon
i flu flam mini mansions, rap used to be my back*up field
my hitman only familiar with cash and k!llin’
i’m still in the streets, lil’ n*gga, i ain’t had no deal
a n*gga actin’ coocoo, we’ll blast his coco melon

- ralfy the plug lyrics

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