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Correct I Need More Drugs Lyrics
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Bass Santana
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Correct I Need More Drugs
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[Intro] To Bass be the glory [Verse 1: Bass Santana] Look, I done fucked around and turned your daughter to a eater, yeah If my baby cheating on me, I don't really need her, yeah Ugly motherfucker got the pretty hoes dreaming, yeah I can't help myself, no, I was always out here scheming, yeah Bass God, Bass God, Bass God, Bass, yeah I could wash my pain away with drugs to the face I could front your ass at least a dub if he's straight I won't make deliveries unless it's an eighth On my dick, on my dick, I'm a mean ass nigga You don't rap, you ain't real, you a green ass nigga I got pack, I got pack, I got loud, loud, loud I don't trap, bitch I juug It go down, down, down Hold up Eat the pussy, leave her ass behind like yesterday I got the track, we could text today Pull out the pack and I flex a J, Lord knows, knows I don't fuck with you, it ain't no need to speculate I bring his bitch into the base I got that voodoo for you, baby I got the shooters going crazy I let them do the illustration I'm in the mood, I'm hella faded You're my pursuit like Will and Jaden I must remove the text you gave me You know my main investigating I got the acid, I'm amazing I gotta laugh when I'm sedated Hold on, I'm on point, I'm on point, pull up Hopping through the county, I've been tryna make a move up Never been a sober motherfucker, hallelujah I'm the one that showed a motherfucker how to do it Run up on a other nigga, ever been a gutter nigga Caught him with the cutter, had to cut a nigga up bih Who got the funk? Who got the pack? Just hit me up, I'll hit you back [Chorus: Bass Santana] Young nigga, young nigga, young lit nigga No shit, I was with your bitch, she was lit, nigga No flex, they the ones who slept on some real niggas Hit me on my motherfucking line, I could serve you up Like, hit me on my motherfucking line, I could serve you up Like hit me on my motherfucking line, I could serve you up Like young nigga, young nigga, young lit nigga Hit me on my motherfucking line, I could serve you up Like [Verse 2: $ki Mask The Slump God] Dolemite, dynamite, galactic your ass tonight Acid trip manager, I spy a K tonight Jugular, jugular, slice it with pocket knife I want your mother now, cougar my dick tonight I been charged up like some Powerade, Broward made Throwin' shade at you like a bucket hat, mmm Minute Maid, OJ, light aid, risk worth Niggas hatin' on me, what the fuck is that? Mm Yo' bitch confuse you like riddle, mm You niggas sticky like maple, mmm .40 tug tight like a cradle, mm Fantasy, I'm yo' bitch faithful, mm She suck like vampire, I stake her, mmm Build-A-Bear Workshop, I take her, mm Beat the pussy like I hate her, mm She sniff that white but no Quaker, mmm Take him, meet his maker, As-Salaam-Alaikum I just want the paper quick like a pussy Fall in like a laker, big dick like an acre I need more drugs in the pot, bitch I'm cooking Dancing with the Stars, my diamonds shining And it couldn't be a better timing, mm Nigga call your barber, your line is frowning Fade away, fade away the climate, ew [Chorus: Bass Santana] Young nigga, young nigga, young lit nigga No shit, I was with your bitch, she was lit, nigga No flex, they the ones who slept on some real niggas Hit me on my motherfucking line, I could serve you up Like, hit me on my motherfucking line, I could serve you up Like hit me on my motherfucking line, I could serve you up Like young nigga, young nigga, young lit nigga Hit me on my motherfucking line, I could serve you up Like... [Bridge: Bass Santana] I need more drugs (My motherfucking line) You need more drugs (Hol' up, Hol' up) We need more drugs, yo, yo (My motherfucking line) Look, I need more drugs (My motherfucking line) You need more drugs (Ay) We need more drugs, yo, yo (Hol' up, Hol' up) I need more drugs (Ay) You need more drugs, yeah (Whachu say?) We need more drugs (Hol' up, hol' up) Hold on, I need more drugs, yeah (Ay) You need more drugs, yeah We need more drugs (Whachu say?) [Outro] Bass, nigga, hol' on Bass, nigga, hol' on I need more drugs You need more drugs, hey We need more drugs Bass, hol' on, hey Bass, bass, bass, bass, nigga On my fucking 20 what you owe me boy On my fucking 20, nigga
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