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Correct Deez Nuts Lyrics
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Yeah, put your motherfucking And smoke some motherfucking And get high as a bitch Sometimes my friends be like my feelings, they come and go Somebody spare some fucks for me to give 'cause I'm running low Somebody put some fire to that bitch, yeah I wanna smoke I'm tryna hit a lick, hit this ro', and then get a quote You know what we coming for Long money in short days I break shit, they gon' pay me Won't chill in their space, they can't cage me I'm back to the paint like playing safety If you in the way, you just playing with safety Ayy you should play your shit safer dog Calculate your steps and really get what you saying off I'm talking 'bout some six figure plays and you ain't involved I'm talking 'bout standing in that deep water Caught under the pressure you can't dissolve It's bubble guppy what the truth is And you ain't budging when we running through them streets through kid Misopportunist quit acting stupid At the cup missing the game Winning like Patrick Ewing, you blew it I'm running through my path blasting through it Fuck all the babble, let's get back to music No other answer 'cause I have to do it So when I creep up with my niggas five deep in a slab With the gas still running slow You know what we coming for Money, cars, and clothes Finer things I suppose My right foot smashin' the gas It's all that I know Some niggas save some niggas sacrifice all for these hoes Some niggas lose track before they even go hard on this ro' My niggas keep on saying they ain't heard from me 'Cause I'm busy getting skrilla, I deserve to be Man my pockets was in a state of emergency Watch me work in clucktion I show urgency So prolific exposing you bitches We the game sewed in stitches You ain't equipped and can't be coexisting I'm making shit rattle like a broken engine And watch them dollars multiply amongst my long division Shit if I could have a dollar for every nigga who dirted my name I'd probably quit rap and move somewhere deserted today I prolly go on vacation for a permanent stay But this work you finna get is all that's certain today I get respect in abundance and my cash in advance Keep that pattern in the rhythm, I done mastered this dance So when we run down, spilling hella gas on your plans Flicking lighters to the flame, glow You know what we came for, bitch
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