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Mayalino – How We Live Lyrics

[Hook]
’96 Impala with the choppas base knocking up
We messin up the city, ridin clean with no driver’s license
That’s how we used to live, that’s how we used to live
’96 Impala with the choppas base knocking up
We messin up the city, ridin clean with no driver’s license
That’s how we used to live, that’s how we used to live

Money, cars, cocaine, I’m a drug dealer
Clothes, broads, cocaine, I’m a drug dealer
Rose gold my body, cocaine just bought it
Lambo truck retarded, cocaine just bought it
Killer pussy retarded, cocaine just bought it
Big house retarded, cocaine just bought it
2 lines of that fish scale, give a model bitch some fish skills
She swimming, swimming, swimming in a pool of cocaine
That work soft, that leather soft, that cotton soft
My sweat soft, her pussy soft, her lips soft, her ass soft, her tits soft
Wrist flash, daytona, yeah I master that south murda
Day to day, that just, how I’m livin, cocaine!

[Hook]
’96 Impala with the choppas base knocking up
We messin up the city, ridin clean with no driver’s license
That’s how we used to live, that’s how we used to live
’96 Impala with the choppas base knocking up
We messin up the city, ridin clean with no driver’s license
That’s how we used to live, that’s how we used to live

Look, my dash mahagony wood and the seats vanilla pudding
Chrome 6’s, rubberbands, exterior is foolish
3 6 dull exhaust, boy my chevy movin
I’m smokin something exquisite, the feelin so soothin
I spent a bundle on that bubble, now that classic trouble
Chrome frontal, 8 woofers make the ground crumble
I never stumble or fumble, the king of the jungle
I had to struggle and hustle, that’s why your boy is humble
I’m generating dollars in my 96 impala
They know my numbers and they know I keep that good scama
Emmerge from the tits lit where the poltin sit
Pocket full of paper and the belt hold the.45

[Hook]
’96 Impala with the choppas base knocking up
We messin up the city, ridin clean with no driver’s license
That’s how we used to live, that’s how we used to live
’96 Impala with the choppas base knocking up
We messin up the city, ridin clean with no driver’s license
That’s how we used to live, that’s how we used to live

Fin to put you on this sexy shit, ridin with an extra clip
Foreigners get possessed by culture like the exorcist
Player dude I next to bitch, not reaching for the sexist just
I like to stab the pussy come on maine,
I’m a mexican, cocaine, baking soda
J Black we takin over, whip it up, we makin overs
Fuck the louds, they can’t control us
They hatin and I don’t really give a fuck about another nigga cause we be money makin
A lot of these brothers be talking that street shit, but these dumbs is fakin
Got a thick chick, and she pourin syrup, on my way to sell a pur
Molly, no piss shot, we gonn whip it up and we stressed flax
Tell me who y’all better than, magnolian residence
I’m something like the… I be ride them dead presidents

[Hook]
’96 Impala with the choppas base knocking up
We messin up the city, ridin clean with no driver’s license
That’s how we used to live, that’s how we used to live
’96 Impala with the choppas base knocking up
We messin up the city, ridin clean with no driver’s license
That’s how we used to live, that’s how we used to live
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