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Correct No Deal Lyrics
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[Verse] Come over lil bitch, come spend the night I keep a pipe, don't believe in the hype Money stand tall, gotta look at the height I eat good, orange chicken and rice These bitches love me, picking and choosing I pull them racks out, I get defusing I'm getting head, I'm just driving and cruising I got on red bottoms, my shoes boot These niggas got bullied in school I was in AP, broke all the rules You get around bitches and try to be cool I snuck in the glizzy, I made niggas move These gay ass rappers keep hitting my line They just want a feature, they think that I'm signed They stealing my swag, I'll give 'em a fine I fuck, kick her out, 'cause she is not mine Play with them keys, play with piano I play with them brothers, I race in Camaro We rollin' Backwoods, chillin' on Melrose We got them straps, we got them velcros No bitch, we not finna sign your deal You thinkin' we broke, we done ran up some M's Bad lil bitch, she from Beverly Hills My shooter look evil, will give you some chills Back at again, yeah I'm smokin' good gas with my friends We fuck around, jack you again, yeah I'm grimey, you thought we was friends, ayy I had to dip just like some ranch My Backwood stuffed, it look like a branch I took a mile, they gave me an inch I just got a thirty, that bitch got extend Fuck, a melody niggas Ice on your bitch just like a pedigree I came with them dogs, them niggas eat Pedigree I get to the green, I get to the celery I'm still hittin' licks, I can't be a better me They know I win, the OG's bet on me I came with the trench, I bet they gon' tip for me Need to tell your bitch stop texting me We found the stash spots, we hit the jackpot I know some niggas got rich off of crack pot I hit the mall and ball out like a blacktop I'm from the A, catch bodies on Mattlox I sell a whole thing, I bust down a pint My daddy told me better crash on sight I came with a fifty, that was somethin' light He reached for his fifty, he seen the light Gucci slides, I slide on your ho Yeah yeah, you ain't getting dough You ain't really eating, we know that you broke Can't give you no money but give you some hope The other day I had to go to church Because the day before I put in some work I don't got no feelings, don't care if you hurt That shit was red, he thought it was purp [Outro] You know New money bags It's Splurge season Yeah, bitch What you talkin' 'bout nigga Run it up AK with me, yeah, hah, gang
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