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1100 himself - the parkers lyrics

[intro]
ay
thirteen hunnnid my cousin, don’t let that sh+t bother you
just f+ck with me
ay

[verse]
infrared beam f+ckin’ up a n+gga infrastructure
i’m from ‘leven thousand, b+tch, ain’t no need for introductions
you ‘gon come to buy some real lean and get some robitussin
used to be a club beat+ass n+gga, bouncin’ sh+t at functions
cordon bleu and kiki palmer chili peppers get it jumpin’
if you really wanna f+ck with me then baby give me somethin’
i done poured a six around this b+tch and now i just woke up grumpy
everybody know eleven thousand gon’ go get some money
i can make it rain in funk town or i can make it sunny
please don’t call ‘еm dope fiends, i love all my junkiеs
i be on the road so i’ma have to buy my b+tch a puppy
‘member momma came up to the school because her son was flunkin’
i’m from funk town and it don’t stink but b+tches h+lla funky
i done had some day one n+ggas start tellin’ on me
hunnid dollar eighth, n+gga, it got yo b+tch smellin’ on me
how the f+ck is you gon’ be my cousin and i don’t even know you?
n+gga do not call me iphone asking’ if i’m mobile
thinking’ bout the l!cks i used to hit and all the sh+t i stolen
i don’t wanna glorify this sh+t and i don’t need no trophy
pulled on my lil n+gga, “ay you smokin’ ma?” she smokey
finna give this lil b+tch the d+ck, moby
i just almost beat a fan ass cause he just called me kobe
told the b+tch to cut her heater on because i love it cozy
how the f+ck you don’t f+ck with me but still watch me closely?
wet that n+gga, six double heel, make you tuck your rolly
i’m a microsoft type of n+gga, mitch f+ck with sony
told my momma i hate “bolog nah” she said, “you mean bologna”
all you sucka n+ggas in the can, we call that anchovies
i’ma four nick the first n+gga put his hands on me
i knew blood wasn’t with the sh+ts, he put his mans on me
n+ggas always tryna block my goal like a f+ckin’ goalie
put you in the trunk, you disappear, i don’t know where i drove you
you just ran out of luck, f+ck yo four leaf clover
call me hunch like my back bad and i be hunched over
n+ggas always straddling the fence until the fence broken
how it ain’t no smoke up in the rental if i’m always smokin’?
i’ll up a ten on yo ass, we gon’ see who broker
long ass gun got me smilin’, feelin’ like the joker
i was h+lla focused in the p+ssy ’til she told me, “choke me”
y’all see ‘leven hunnid going crazy, b+tch i’m gettin’ closer
and i’m smoking gelato 31 and it is not october
but ay, i will beat this b+tch ass and i am not ike turner
y’all done f+cked around and really got ‘leven hunnid started
mitch the only n+gga that i know who can make a beat to parkers
ay
what i said?
long ass guns got me smilin’, feelin’ like the joker
i was gonna say some sh+t like
long ass guns got me smilin’, feelin’ like the joker
pop up on a n+gga with two pieces, somethin’ like a choker
man this b+tch pockets is really broke and i don’t have to roast her
you can always catch me in the hood just like a f+ckin’ motor
but i just took that out, i ain’t give yall all that
‘leven hunnid

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