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Correct Up Them Poles Lyrics
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Fredo Santana
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Correct Up Them Poles
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[Hook: Fredo Santana] See Fredo be that nigga, just to let you niggas know Fuck these bitches fuck these ho's see my money come first Have my youngins kick the door lay you on the floor For that bag for that money you ain't got it? gotta go See that kush is what I smoke You want beef? you get smoked See you bitch she a slut she just suck and hit the door I'm that nigga, thought you know You ain't know that now you know If we stack we up them poles If we stack we up them poles [Verse 1: Fredo Santana] You turned down I'm turned up Play with me you get burned up My whole team got thirtees 2 keys for the forty Smokin dope got me coughing Play with me you in a coffin I don't fuck around with no goofy niggas Them niggas belong in the circus I wish a nigga would put they hands on me I bet he won't never see his damn family Cause all my niggas they killas Savage life I'm living I'm out here drugdealing Just tryi'n to make a living Big ass crib but I only use the kitchen I don't trust niggas they snitching tripping over this bitches Bitches lovin' my pimpins Fuck a bitch get missin' I'm with the shit and you isn't So stop all that pretending [Hook] See Fredo be that nigga, just to let you niggas know Fuck these bitches fuck these ho's see my money come first Have my youngins kick the door lay you on the floor For that bag for that money you ain't got it? gotta go See that kush is what I smoke You want beef? you get smoked See you bitch she a slut she just suck and hit the door I'm that nigga, thought you know You ain't know that now you know If we stack we up them poles If we stack we up them poles [Verse 2: Ballout] If we stack we up them poles Fourty to his nose I got gold you ain't know Bitch I got rolls Ridinin' on forgiatos Stunt on them ho's Been with it from the go 3hundred all I know Smoking dope rollin stank Tryin' hit a stain If he gotta kick his door Fredo gone blow With ya'll don't know All is gone blow Lot of guns gun-show I swear this niggas hoes Out here on the block Bitches swear we dunkin opps Bitch we selling rocks On tha block tote Glocks Glocks So please don't get shot So please don't get shot For we put you in da box For we put you in da box [Hook] See Fredo be that nigga, just to let you niggas know Fuck these bitches fuck these ho's see my money come first Have my youngins kick the door lay you on the floor For that bag for that money you ain't got it? gotta go See that kush is what I smoke You want beef? you get smoked See you bitch she a slut she just suck and hit the door I'm that nigga, thought you know You ain't know that now you know If we stack we up them poles If we stack we up them poles
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