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cue ball - vic spencer & chris crack lyrics

[verse 1: chris crack]
ah, yah
look
you ain’t gon whip, get out my kitchen
imma still go the distance
i don’t park ‘cause i don’t need no tickets
just read the scripture
green room for little b-tches finna k!lling sh-t
making sure they don’t fall behind
still rocking karl kanis [on the side?]
i’m more defensive like the tallest guy
hit the [moët chandon?] at the mansion
or the thrift store i fl1ck clothes
just so i can get hoes to get hosed, uh
i break it down like a kicked door
spilling it is so good, ha
we made love to all music
and they start to look foolish, duplicating ways
‘cause i started this whole movement
don’t know how these hoes do it, ah

[verse 2: vic spencer]
ah
sicker than bananas, the man is on his business
gucci spenders (huh?)
pink rag on my sweats cause i’m a member
got you tender in the pinto
getting [throat?] for months
having fun with b-tches straight outta the slums
bout to come back to the 70s, jeans and a sweater
saucy with the creamiest leather
plushed out, tough route
i should have enough out
kicks greener than a brussel sprout
next to bounce, out of nowhere
you take selfies, because you have n0body else in your life
i live a h-ll of a life
inhaling a line, telling the stories of crime
to the youngins, knowing what they becoming

- vic spencer chris crack lyrics

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