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Sleepin' in the party, off the Percs, I'm numb Oh-oh, oh, yeah Wheezy outta here Tweakin' in the party, off the Percs, I'm numb Brodie got it on him if you wanna act up I ain't worried 'bout a damn thing, I'm young Rich and dangerous, all in one Mama said I should really watch my tongue But she don't know I got all these niggas lookin' dumb She don't know I got the whole world in my palms Gotta thank God, I feel like a God .40 on me, wrestling, look like John Cena, uh You know what that means, you niggas ain't see it comin' I be with them meddling kids, no Scooby, uh You know what that means, we always keep the metal on us Fuck with my slimes, that's an honor I don't mind catching a body Percocet pop with a Molly Codeine cup, make me drowsy Woah, woah, Juice, King Tut, gold on me Yeah, you got your niggas, but what's a nigga to a army? The perfect point guard, damn it, you niggas can't guard me That's a mix of Jordan, Hardaway, and Kyrie Irving Letras de canciones Tweakin' in the party, off the Percs, I'm numb Brodie got it on him if you wanna act up I ain't worried 'bout a damn thing, I'm young Rich and dangerous, all in one Mama said I should really watch my tongue But she don't know I got all these niggas lookin' dumb She don't know I got the whole world in my palms Gotta thank God, I feel like a God [Open Verse] Tweakin' in the party, off the Percs, I'm numb Brodie got it on him if you wanna act up I ain't worried 'bout a damn thing, I'm young Rich and dangerous, all in one Mama said I should really watch my tongue But she don't know I got all these niggas lookin' dumb She don't know I got the whole world in my palms Gotta thank God, I feel like a God From Letras Mania