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all i had - woogservin lyrics

had to make me a way
i knew i was all that i had
these b*tches ain’t sh*t in advance
she ate the skin off the d*ck
she knew i was playing wit bands
i told that lil b*tch get my mans
might take a trip out to russia
might take a trip out to france
i might take that trip with her friend
s model big body benz
she off a perc its a 10
im hiding my eye through the cartier lens
me and xanman like the cartier twins
that b*tch on her neck
mixed the liq wit da blend
that b*tch too high
think she swallowed some fent
if you hot then you hot
n*gga ain’t no exempt
they didn’t see the vision
they just seen a glimpse
she ate up the d*ck
got her throat in a clinch
think im sweet for the backdoor
im not money mitch
lil bro off a 3 of the tris
you cross me you cross me
i dont do no heart to heart
bro off the wok
put a four in exotic pop
young n*gga with dreads
goin slide like static shock
he wouldn’t slide
if the wizard gave him a heart
think that he stepping
b*tch you not no theta
we can step on a n*gga
now we gone to the himalayas
bad asian b*tch
and i think that she himalayan
can’t play wit me b*tch
i ain’t related to sega
lawyer next door
think i live by a rich neighbor
im not from the west
but i stay with a gunslinger
you go on your first move
h*ll of a rush ain’t it
you dont get the picture
i stay with a brush paint
thought it was drop
i gave him a fresh paint
reroc the seal
you ain’t sipping no d*mn drink
take trips out the a
got your b*tch ina sprinter van
she f*ck wit the woo
so she say she ain’t have a man
one punch man
i ain’t talking anime
put the d*ck in her face like its cake
anna mae
got a arch in her back
when i f*ck
she ran away
iont follow no leader
cause b*tch im a renegade
she done drunk up the seed
f*ck she thought i was lemonade
lil slow ass n*gga
listening to what master splinter say
take a b*tch shopping
then on a flight
for a getaway
new scat pack
it wasn’t hard to get away
im in the trench
i feel like blade
buss down rollie
that b*tch was amazed
lil bro caught a vic
then we threw a parade
i came from the bottom
the sh*t wasn’t made
now i be in the hills
with a chef and a made
my driver pull up
in a all black escalade
blrrrttt blrrrrtt
we gone
trips out to cali
to pick up a bomb

- woogservin lyrics

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