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Correct Katrina Lyrics
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Correct Katrina
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[Intro] Max you should quit producing Yeah, Glock [?] Give me a dub, yo nigga a scrub All of these niggas is fraud [Verse 1] She wanna have my baby then leave me But they say its cheaper to keep her I got my dog off the leash I'm toting a golden retriever I need a little mamma mia, lil bitty look just like Selena My rollie got caught in a flood, my wrist hurricane Katrina I be in the jungle I hang with hyenas I ain't going to court im ducking the subpoena I been sipping on Hennessy and margaritas I'mma catch a body and go straight to Korea And my granny tote choppers I call her Madea Took my gun to the doctor it got gonnarhea I keep spinning your big bitch im a ballerina I been whipping my slime I got butterfingers Had to trap off the beeper [Bridge] Who the fuck said trap don’t work I get a new bag when the trap phone chirp Standing on the block till my back bone hurt If she a opt out we gone back door her Trying to ride my wave let me show you how to surf I get out the dirt imma profit off the earth If I rock a bye baby the my choppa gonna burp My gun a new boy he gonna show you how to jerk Verse 2 Selling fully automatics I pray that the police don’t raid me My mamma gone work for her kids My shooters gone work for a KD I must look green as a green bean this nigga think he gone play me Smuggle the work in the carseat I am not rocking no baby Huh my first name start with a m imma M&m I ran in two house a day at the minimum Tried to swallow my pride it was harder than cinnamon I was broke as shit I had to sleep in a mini van And my dad in the street that taught me how to be a man Get hit from the back she look good imma leave it in And when blocka died they put my nigga on cnn And my og a blood you can’t even say c to him Bitch im off the henny with a semi and a vert I ain't gotta lift a finger I can get a nigga merked Chopper longer than a chimney I can put him in the dirt With his legs in the woods and face on a shirt Mamamama money gonna make me crazy But I still walk around with a pocket full of racist But the plug know me on a first name bases Nigga I don’t do coke I let the white girl taste it
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