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Correct Shipment Lyrics
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Correct Shipment
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[Intro] Lil' bitch Lil Loaded done did it again (Lil Loaded done did it again) Ayy, Tommy to your brain, we shoot their shit, we shoot their shit Ayy, bro gonna ship this shit Ayy (It's the fam) [Chorus] Cargo, I need me a ship Ship that shit, ship that shit Ayy, plug came through and I flipped it Flip that shit, flip that shit Ayy, cargo, I need me a ship Ship that shit, ship that shit Ayy, plug came through and I flipped it Flip that shit, flip that shit [Verse 1] Ain't no drive [?], we good on them drugs He wanna rob, he get hit with a slug Packin', he slackin', I'm packin' the middle for show Bringing the smoke to his door Just got a bag, I'ma make this shit grow Wacked off top, I'ma knock off his 'fro I got the bomber like my name Moe Using the stove in the oven, first, I'ma break down the onion Whip up the whites and it's chuckin', no job, that shit wasn't for me Love in the city, my whole hood love me Still in the streets, nothin' but a Glock on me No bodyguard for me, I'ma walk 'round with the heat I got a C, I got a Glock And my brother gon' walk around with a mop [Chorus] Ayy, cargo, I need me a ship Ship that shit, ship that shit Ayy, plug came through and I flipped it Flip that shit, flip that shit Ayy, cargo, I need me a ship Ship that shit, ship that shit Ayy, plug came through and I flipped it Flip that shit, flip that shit [Verse 2] He wanna talk, he get outlined in chalk I'ma face him when I knock off his top Teach him a lesson to send him a message He gettin' taxed off top, no blessing Message, you get waxed off top, no question Ain't no fight, 'cause I'm too little to wrestle Stir up the pot, he the [?] like [?] Catch everyone just like he Eric Weddle [?] needle, they know that I'm good with this metal Your bullets miss my [?] and [?] I'ma keep spinning until I distress you You a pro in the streets, well, I'ma come test you He got to die, he got shot in his eye [?] off static, that shit had got fried Fuck that boy mama, don't care if she cry Fuck that bitch, too, 'cause I know that she lie [Chorus] Ayy, cargo, I need me a ship Ship that shit, ship that shit Ayy, plug came through and I flipped it Flip that shit, flip that shit Ayy, cargo, I need me a ship Ship that shit, ship that shit Ayy, plug came through and I flipped it Flip that shit, flip that shit [Outro] Ayy
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