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Yung Lan on the track I dress that bitch so much you'd think she fuckin' Roger I come and sweep the block with brooms like Harry Potter Can't say nothin' 'bout Hood Baby, bitch, yeah, I'm a starter Attached to the 'partments like rabies, I can't move up out 'em Drip, drip, drip, OG status, you can read about it These bullets make your body do magic, disappear around us Gucci high socks on, Gucci high socks on Hood Baby stay-stay out zones, tell a thot ho go'n on on Hood Baby, how you meet me Used to stock chlorine and codeine Codeine with chlorine I filled it up in my body Have more business than Wall Street Get on the beat and walk it for weeks The streets be talkin' so we chalkin' for weeks I'm gettin' that bread, yeah, that whole-wheat I moved out of Cleveland like I was Kyrie Go get me a check, I'm fine with Nike Gotta disappear Root, they can't find it This Glock on my waist gon' define me Can't drip this sauce, this Polynesia Floss with the bird, yeah I'm an eagle These shooters gon' hit, no miss the dark tint Letras de cancionesAin't holdin' your own, you ain't on your ten For all of my bloods and locs locked in I dress that bitch so much you'd think she fuckin' Roger I come and sweep the block with brooms like Harry Potter Can't say nothin' 'bout Hood Baby, bitch, yeah, I'm a starter Attached to the 'partments like rabies, I can't move up out 'em Drip, drip, drip, OG status, you can read about it These bullets make your body do magic, disappear around us Gucci high socks on, Gucci high socks on Hood Baby stay-stay out zones, tell a thot ho go'n on on Ain't no love for no opp bitch I got cheese, no broccoli Confused bitch like Charles Barkley Can tell by the whip I'm drivin' We shut shit down like a riot All the girly girls, I want the baddest one like it's right Told your main bitch stop watchin' What you lookin' for ain't in my pocket Can't cap on your bros, boy, stop it Your bitch at my show, butt poppin' Ain't savin' no bitch, I'm robbin' Ain't smokin' on nothin' but high-end Your side over there the dry end All I want is the cash, no Pyrex Can't stop 'til my hand touch a Rari I dress that bitch so much you'd think she fuckin' Roger I come and sweep the block with brooms like Harry Potter Can't say nothin' 'bout Hood Baby, bitch, yeah, I'm a starter Attached to the 'partments like rabies, I can't move up out 'em Drip, drip, drip, OG status, you can read about it These bullets make your body do magic, disappear around us Gucci high socks on, Gucci high socks on Hood Baby stay-stay out zones, tell a thot ho go'n on on From Letras Mania