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Correct Of Course We Ghetto Flowers Lyrics
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Woah, woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah, woah Uhm, she shake it fast Yeah, she drop it slow Huh, what, yeah Neck on froze Woah, woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah, woah Uhm, she shake it fast Yeah, she drop it slow Huh, what, yeah Neck on froze Yeah, what, diamonds all on my teeth Walk around Christian Loubs, diamonds all on my sneaks You a broke boy got bad luck, don't even talk to me You know his girlfriend stalk on me, choppa might, don't walk to me Foreign, foreign whip, yeah, what is it called Pull up in that shit lil' bitch, yeah, like a boss Had a lil' bitch from down south, yeah, put that shit all in her mouth, ay Eatin' on veggies with salmon, ay, no I'm not eatin' no trout Boy you a bitch, boy you a snitch, heard you gon' bring them cops out Talkin' that shit, you ain't on shit, really you ain't gon' pop out Gettin' money that's why they hate on me, still on that paper route It's so hot I pulled out, ass so fat called time out Woah, woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah, woah Uhm, she shake it fast Yeah, she drop it slow Huh, what, yeah Neck on froze Woah, woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah, woah Uhm, she shake it fast Yeah, she drop it slow Huh, what, yeah Neck on froze Fly to L.A. for a week, and I got Rick on my teeth And I got Rick on my feet, choppa on me, saggin' my jeans And I put that on big B's, ay, shoutout G Weed I got yo ho on the team, runnin' them laps just like a meet Hunnid bands on the Goyard, ooh And I got goons in my yard, ooh We can rock out like guitars, ooh Ho I got lean I got bars, ooh, ho I got lean I got bars, ooh Ho I fuck hookers on hard, ooh She fuck with me I go hard, ho I'm on lean I'm on stars Uh, ay, now we on top of my car Uh, lookin' at stars like I made it far Uh, look at my chain, glow in the dark What, ya thot give brain, she goin' hard Woah, woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah, woah Uhm, she shake it fast Yeah, she drop it slow Huh, what, yeah, neck on froze Woah, woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah, woah Uhm, she shake it fast Yeah, she drop it slow Huh, what, yeah, neck on froze Choppa that's full auto, kickflip bitch, Otto Dressed in all black, sharp as a tack Cut that bitch off, Zoro (Offset!) I took your bitch, yeah you lost, told her come fuck with some bosses Invited that bitch to my loft, hold on bitch, take your shoes off The sauce I been drippin', the sauce I been drippin' No, I'm not trustin' these bitches No, I don't fuck with these snitches, no Uzi got choppas, extensions I got mama all in her mentions, ay, and my Rollie three dimensional Bitches dangerous like Mystikal, these niggas clone you, get your chemicals Twin choppers they identical, my hand in everything, got tentacles Poppin' percys like the minerals, fuck you my hand on my genitals When on the stage I got adrenaline, bout' to flex up on my enemies I don't need negative energy, these niggas not who they pretend to be Woah, woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah, woah Uhm, she shake it fast Yeah, she drop it slow Huh, what, yeah Neck on froze Woah, woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah, woah Uhm, she shake it fast Yeah, she drop it slow Huh, what, yeah Neck on froze
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