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Correct I Do Alright! Lyrics
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Correct I Do Alright!
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Catch me chilling at the club, I say fuck you to haters Make me wanna grab my snub. Didn't check me at the door, V. I. P As exceptions. I know you haters love me I can tell by your erections. Pointing in my direction saying there that baller goes, I got my money On my mind so you can say my mind is blown. Pop trunk and grip grain, Candy's wet without the rain, pull away and leave a stain, I ball so hard I can't complain. I got those diamonds in my chain, and that ice on my grill. Flow like me dog? Come on, you know this shit is skill. Like a pill dude I'll pop ya, my weight you know I'll drop ya, Kolgate can we stop ya? Should we call the world a docter? No, trust I got ya, I'm just tryin to make a Hit. Same name, same game, same midwest shit. Bumpin, Bumpin through ya Speakers. Rollin, rollin through ya hood. Me my flow is excellent. Your's is pushin Good. Psych, yeah right, you must be dreamin, better flow, plus I'm white, let's Just say I do alright. Let's just say I do alright. Let's just say I do alright. Let's just say I do alright. I'm twisted. Catch me sprung and rolled in cash, call me K-O, cause I'm loco First round, I'll whip that ass. See the bouncers gettin mad, mosh it out, then Count my cash, C-Town be lovin that, it's my life and I'm living fast. First place You come in last. Speakers bump just like Ray Cash. Corey Bapes can't match My swag, pockets fat just like Al Fats, 216 lets get this cash. I got this itch it's like A rash, but no matter how hard I scratch, I can't get cleveland off my back. I can't get cleveland off my back, I'm puttin cleveland back on track. I'm next In line so please please back back. Semis spray and clips attactk, in the club just Leaning back, posted up and tipping down, I'm the dopest shit around. There's some Fakers in this town, but we need to get this money. I aint hatin on em really Lets just say they spit funny. Much love to Santi, fukin D. B. A. Real killas, real ballers Real all damn day. I aint a hater, I just thought I'd say, that every single rapper out Needs to bow to me. Yeah, I'm the king bitch, gimmie my crown. Yeah the Same mother fucker that is runnin C-Town!
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