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| Da blow DA pills Da yak Da herb Da blow, Da blow, Da blow, Da blow, Da blow [Lil Jon] DA dro, Da purp, da ounce, get Pushed. Get back, no halfs, no wedge will give ya hash. I'll join ya two, but do ya niggas smoke a blunt of this. You wanna smoke wit me, don't bring no bullshit. Da blue dolphin, white spinners, tha green nickles. That red superman, that peach butter fire, that white rolex. You'll have them hoes hotter than a box of stolen checks. The snow, the white, in Miami get crunk. When I see 'em in tha club they be sniffing up that skunk. Gimme 1g o' white, Gimme 2g o' white, Gimme 3g o' white, an eight ball for the night. If you wanna get cha lean on theres nothing but that yella. I done heard down in Texas them niggas got whateva. One bottle of that moon, gally gally of that henna, mix it wit that crunk juice, we'll have a nigga spinnin like that. Da blow Da pills Da yak Da herb Da blow, Da blow, Da blow, Da blow, Da blow [Gangsta Boo] Yeah I got that weed for the low. Those pills for tha low. That blow for tha low. Young nigga you ain't know. When I ride I roll high. Man an I ain't telling no lie. When this shit get in my brain, I grip the grain and fly by. Say dawg you got that good up in tha hood we calling mint. Right another thing we do, some call it blow, some call it cocaine. Fuck head nah nigga, I've been on that beans, beans, hard bouncing front to back. Watch me change the lane lane. Cause don't be talking that shit, the shit that I get, you bitches can't get. From Memphis to A the north the south is on the ground and will not quit. The under under ground rep. Smoked out, fulla green, fuck what cha heard bitch yeah I'm back up on tha scene. If you wanna get high, you should fuck wit gangsta boo, I be turning niggas out. Watch how quick I turn you into a smoked out, loaked out, freaky motherfucker, on that exed out passed out. While I put another on da... Da blow Da pills Da yak Da herb Da blow, Da blow, Da blow, Da blow, Da blow [Lil Bo] I been getting in that work. I got pounds on this purp. I'm a pimp bitch fuck you pull up your own skirt, skirt. We don't give a fuck, 26's on the truck, Fuck around untill you show up, we gon' tear this bitch up. I got x, I got weed, I got anything you need. When you see me in tha street, just holla at me, throw a dolla at me, bitch swalla at me. This ya boy lil bo from tha E.S.B. [Big Sam] See nig I smoke everyday. I'm 'bout to light up sum hay. I got that shit that will put your mind up in the day. Now I don't fuck wit tha blow, but see I fuck wit sum hoes, that be freaky rubbing theyself on x outta control. I remember back in tha day, wit those eights an fours. When nigga was ridin the city tryin to get to the dough. But we the best in this town, and tryin to shut Atlanta down. Nigga was slanging nicks, and dimes, quarter, ki's, and pounds. Da blow Da pills Da yak Da herb Da blow, Da blow, Da blow, Da blow, Da blow Underground. Unda-Underground South. Keep it crunked up. |
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