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Cubans out, I'm still in the mud Shout hip hip a record, boy got yucked New pendant on, I'm still in the mud Rip out, we got that down now, boy got yucked-yucked, yucked-yucked Cubans on, I'm still in the mud Listen! Young and paid, I came from the mud Got socks or sticks in a whip or your ma Shout hip hip a record, boy got yucked New pendant on, but I'm still in the mud The back row's hot so I'm lucky my ankle ain't on tag We were raised up dad, child, keep and break or we turned out The art's been boring, they ain't come back, man Live what I rap so it ain't just chat Shell down Canada and I made raps Couldn't cop me on mortgage, I put in for whaps I'm directing a shoot real quick, bring the boots for the vid, call me Fletch, got daps Listen, load out the mash, creep up and attack now, they all wanna dash My life too real, ain't my fault, man, live this AM to Murdon's, fuck up my business Can't stand any vials, fuck the witness I can't help it, bully the T or the Telford bags Let me wish that wish list She got a black but she won't let me hit it Spin round the block, nah, hit it Letras de cancionesTell her bring it to me, bad man of a fidget Young and paid, I came from the mud Got socks or sticks in a whip or your ma Shout hip hip a record, boy got yucked New pendant on, but I'm still in the mud The back row's hot so I'm lucky my ankle ain't on tag We were raised up dad, child, keep and break or we turned out I was in A-cap, B-cap, did the last two months in the Ville, went straight to the marsh The label clucked that I'm way too hot so they had to go double up, live my advance A Hadouki got hit with a pump, he's just kept doing the TikTok dance Whenever gang bucking to ops in the Rockhouse, the governors ring the alarm All my life, man, done mad shit, she don't know, she fully in shock, I'm fully involved Too hands on, like I'm rowing a boat, I'm on the M-way and she still give me blows Listen, baby girl, fuck coughing, I ain't a gentleman, I'm rolled Listen, pretty girl with a tat on her arse Come arch and tip on your toes Young and paid, I came from the mud Got socks or sticks in a whip or your ma Shout hip hip a record, boy got yucked New pendant on, but I'm still in the mud The back row's hot so I'm lucky my ankle ain't on tag We were raised up dad, child, keep and break or we turned out Shout hip hip a record, boy got yucked New pendant on, I'm still in the mud Rip out, we got that down now, boy got yucked-yucked, yucked-yucked Cubans on, I'm still in the mud Listen! From Letras Mania