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Correct Pistols In The Sofa Lyrics
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Young Knox
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Correct Pistols In The Sofa
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Yeah, do this for my soldiers, warriors in Rovers Pistols in my sofa, niggas know I’m on you Pistols in my sofa, one time for the hood, though Bitch I’m smoking that conservative Swerving with this Persian bitch She fuck me till she hurt this dick She hungry so I serve this dick on a fucking platter Getting money isn’t at us Spill his bladder on a pastor If you fucking with my cash, bro Bitches better blow us, I don’t know you, fuck her over in the Rover Bent her over, life’s a game bro, so I poke her Yeah, these niggas know that I kick that toaster And all my words are shooting like we play for Minnesota 38 up in the Rover, bitch I’m taking this shit over Till is 8 to 10 ... Men with me vacationing Whiskey when you making ends, Whitney tried to cage me in Johnny could lie what the fuck is David ...? Got a cage for them and acronyms are blasting in You half a man, no abdomen, you vegetable and Cabernet I have no sins, I’m at their bin, my bitch is badder I smashed her friends, I fuck one time in a wagon Benz I wear that out like fashion trends I’m never gonna change but I’m cashing in Flow insane, we go insane, that’s no man’s brains, that’s Novocain We mafia, they watching us through binoculars We counting cup, we popping up, got that flow bitch, mop it up Tryina get my dollars up This bitches love the Rovers, ‘Raris and Rollsters Pistol in the sofa, do this for my soldiers Bricks up in the nova, we ain’t never sober We get lots of dough, bro, the bitches love to blow us This bitches love the Rovers, ‘Raris and Rollsters Pistol in the sofa, do this for my soldiers Bricks up in the nova, we ain’t never sober We get lots of dough, bro, the bitches love to blow us I’m number one like Derrick Rose Y’all lame niggas be sharing clothes Me in this lifestyle be sharing hoes I’mma show these pussies like Sharon Stone Ride around with that blue steel, days away from that new deal Shorty off with that blue pill She a die hard, like Bruce Will Pistol in that sofa, on that sofa like I’m Oprah Bitch you’re fucking with a soldier Got your wify sniffing coca ‘Raris and them Rovers, turn your head and he chose up Half the club getting pulled up ‘cause she know we next to blow up And I’m repping that A1, ain’t got no love for the fake ones Been giving niggas life, I can take one Since day one, since yay high, had that yey, hoes stay high Blowing haze then grace God, kicks and Glocks then gray nods, yeah Fuck all of them politics, these hollow tips you could swallow dick Got a model chick is she howdy thick, make her ass bounce like an Impala switch I don’t trust nobody, y’all ain’t catch nobodies Your bitch ain’t got nobody, them niggas ain’t nobody This bitches love the Rovers, ‘Raris and Rollsters Pistol in the sofa, do this for my soldiers Bricks up in the nova, we ain’t never sober We get lots of dough, bro, the bitches love to blow us Bang, bang
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