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Correct Famous Hoes Lyrics
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[Intro] CashMoneyAP NLE the top shotta I got the bomb like Al-Qaeda [Chorus] Get a bitch and make her famous, next minute she block me Thirty in this Perky, need to slow down on the Roxys Got a call, my nigga died, I damn near skipped a heartbeat Lookin' for your love, but your feelings is departing Pull up on the wrong street, you niggas getting blicked out Gun up in my hand while I fuck her with my dick out We was really in the trenches, thuggin' in the Choppa house Don't you tell me that it's smoke, because you know that we gon' make it out [Verse] I don't even know which car I'ma drive (Drive) Roll a three-five, now I'm too damn high (I'm too damn high) Bitch, I'm in my zone, don't you kill my vibe (Don't you kill my vibe) If a nigga play, you know them choppers gon' ride That micro Draco clip, it look like a banana (Like a banana) A nigga look wrong in this bitch, we gonna blam him (Grr, grr, grr, grr, grr) A lot of choppers when we ride, raise the count up (Raise the count up) I robbed the corner store, the gun over the counter And I ain't gotta spin back because I know he dead Ain't no surviving when you shoot a nigga right in his head Paramedics asking questions 'bout that boy and the meds But they know he ain't gon' make it, so they pronounced him dead [Chorus] Get a bitch and make her famous, next minute she block me Thirty in this Perky, need to slow down on the Roxys Got a call, my nigga died, I damn near skipped a heartbeat Lookin' for your love, but your feelings is departing Pull up on the wrong street, you niggas getting blicked out Gun up in my hand while I fuck her with my dick out We was really in the trenches, thuggin' in the Choppa house Don't you tell me that it's smoke, because you know that we gon' make it out [Outro] They gon' feel me, NLE the motherfuckin'... NLE the top shotta, yeah Pull up on the wrong street, you niggas getting blicked out Gun up in my hand while I fuck her with my dick out We was really in the trenches thuggin' in the Choppa house Don't you tell me that it's smoke, because you know that we gon' make it out
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