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909memphis - la, mia lyrics

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[intro: 909memphis]
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now this what a beat supposed to sound like

[chorus: 909memphis]
i hit la on monday, mia friday
goin’ coast to coast, guapped up, countin’ money
i hit la on monday, mia friday
goin’ coast to coast, guapped up, countin’ money
i hit la on monday, mia friday
goin’ coast to coast, guapped up, countin’ money
i hit la on monday, mia friday
goin’ coast to coast, guapped up, countin’ money

[verse 1: 909memphis]
i hit melrose, rodeo, smokin’ on extendo
[?], we flexin’ so you know we ’bout to take off
people tend to flex, so they pull up with a draco
sit back and relax, count this guala, smoke the fuego
i hit up abi, i hit up preem
we sippin’ lean, gucci on my jeans
with your b+tch, she on the scene
i count this green all day, i count this guala up, yeah
these phonies trippin’ ’cause i pull up in designer, yeah

[chorus: 909memphis]
i hit la on monday, mia friday
goin’ coast to coast, guapped up, countin’ money
i hit la on monday, mia friday
goin’ coast to coast, guapped up, countin’ money
i hit la on monday, mia friday
goin’ coast to coast, guapped up, countin’ money
i hit la on monday, mia friday
goin’ coast to coast, guapped up, countin’ money
[interlude: 909memphis]
i hit la on monday, mia friday
goin’ coast to coast, guapped up, countin’ money
i hit la on monday, mia friday
goin’ coast to coast, guapped up, countin’ money
i hit la on monday, mia friday
goin’ coast to coast, guapped up, countin’ money
i hit la on monday, mia friday
goin’ coast to coast, guapped up, countin’ money (f+f+f+ck, preem)

[verse 2: 909primo]
rollin’ up this gas, countin’ up the bands
la, mia, i do that sh+t because i can
la, mia, i do that sh+t because you can’t
smokin’ peter pan, d+mn, i hope i never land
i can’t feel my face unless i pop a bean
i can’t rush this sh+t, so i pour up the lean
shawty f+ck me, now she wanna f+ck the team
n+ggas blockin’ so much, ksubis hold the beam
told my mama, “i ain’t comin’ back,” no
la, mia, i been on the road
i ain’t chief keef but you know i glo
i can’t pour a deuce, i double up a four
you ain’t have no faith, lil b+tch, you gotta go
funny how no xannies make me feel alone
i’m in la ’cause i’m tryna get stoned
i’m a dog, lil baby, i’m just tryna bone
when you up, i swear, these n+ggas try to change you
when you down, i swear, these n+ggas try to blame you
ain’t sh+t changed, man, it’s nothing new
ain’t sh+t changed in my gang, yeah, that’s nothing new, yeah
[outro: 909primo]
when they down, yeah, i swear, they try to blame you
when you up, yeah, i swear, they try to change you
don’t let ’em change you
don’t let ’em change you, no



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