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Correct Came Wit The Posse Lyrics
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Ace Hood
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Correct Came Wit The Posse
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We here for the glow-up (Everything foreign nigga) Ladies and gentleman, hood nation has arrived Bless up Came with the posse Chain looking ahki Ice with the hockey Playing in the Mazzi' Playing with a bitch and her friend on the molly Playing with the bands Dope like I'm playing with the pan Young God high in demand Got a lot of shots in the can Real nigga recognize real You ain't never been in that field You ain't bringin' nothing to the table You ain't gettin' none of my mills I can't trust nobody I don't love nobody Nigga play around my people I'mma have to tat that body (dou,dou,dou) R.I.P lil' nigga V.I.P with my niggas Brand new pair of Margiela's Smoking on a lot of Godzilla You should be ashamed of the boss You should never claim you a boss I never really minded the cost I double backed up, from the loss Me and OZ's gettin loaded Headed to the hood on Porpus Pushing got the coupe wide open Know I got the bridge wide open Young nigga stuck to the code Still in the cut with the Zoes So much love when I'm home (Broward) You already knowing what I'm on Came with the posse Chain looking ahki Ice with the hockey Playing in the Mazzi' Playing with a bitch and her friend on the molly Playing with the bands Dope like I'm playing with the pan Young God high in demand Got a lot of shots in the can Real nigga recognize real You ain't never been in that field You ain't bringin' nothing to the table You ain't gettin' none of my mills Vert' doing work on Collins Peanut butter guts inside it 26 inch big body I just got the fingernails polished Hoe ass niggas can't ride with Miss me with the lame ass logic Pretty little bitch she a goddess Booty on the bounce like 'draulics Count that guap with the gang Niggas selling out for the fame Need a little hand sanitizer, I can't shake hands with a lame So full of grace, keep the clean in your face For the sake of the pesos Man I got young bulls in the field, when the problem appears they arrive with the Dracos I been covered in the blood with the halo I've been stepping on the scene looking fuego I been losing more friends as the days go Me and Queen getting lit like Fable I been doing my thing for a long long time Hating there's a long long line Rari nigga going world wide You and your niggas look tired Came with the posse Chain looking ahki Ice with the hockey Playing in the Mazzi' Playing with a bitch and her friend on the molly Playing with the bands Dope like I'm playing with the pan Young God high in demand Got a lot of shots in the can Real niggas recognize real You ain't never been in that field You ain't bringin' nothing to the table You ain't gettin' none of my mills
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