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55bagz - lomein lyrics

(verse 1)
percocet’s and lean baby i got what you want
you ain’t gotta leave baby bring it to your door
please don’t cause a scene n-gga this ain’t what you want
40 got a beam brand new sk with a scope
hey i got it my ar got some mileage
my lil n-ggas rowdy lately been catching bodies
you know it ain’t no problem you want beef we gon bring it to you
just like me my chopper don’t bleed i run i pray that i run into you
lets go you ridin
running up the mileage
maserati slidin
smoking wood in the mountains
i see these n-ggas pouting
why you look so sour?
i’m just busy counting that money give me power

(chorus)
i can flip cocaine in four ways
used to sell gas i needed more cake
my nose be buggin me it’s ok
they bought me steak and shrimp lomein
i can flip cocaine in four ways
used to sell gas i needed more cake
my nose be buggin me it’s ok
they bought me steak and shrimp lomein

(verse two)
you can pull my stove out
we can shut the dope out
don’t make me pull my pole out
we pull up and we show off
i can’t trust these hoes no
compared to me you’re poor no
and i ain’t got the taste for you think i gotta go now
i might put the blow down
get money off of shows now
just got me a two liter
b-tch bring me a four ounce
she want to be my type
big bag got the spotlight
i’m jacob off of twilight
she keep questioning my life
all my trap n-ggas stand up
brand up
you ain’t got no cash boy you need to man up
brought a cleveland hoe to miami she trying to band up
keep smacking on that -ss while she kick the sand up

- 55bagz lyrics

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