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a$hy black thug - finishline lyrics

[intro]
yeah
two blunts
check it

i don’t want no monkey business, i been on gorilla glue
my stripper got so many singles she could fill a swimming pool
f.b.i. be clocking me and want my hands at ten and two
i school ’em wit my princ-p-ls
my men is large, yo minuscule
thugga f. baby and the f is for residuals
i could take a regime and turn it to a ritual
instead of catching bodies, put my partners on
i’m a saint to my ops; red octagans
second place, don’t equate to this sh-t i’m on
listen sh-t go left, every time i try to right the wrong
and my marijuana strong (i got the gas)
i got them trees out this b-tch i’m the lorax
i see my niece and i see halos, you see barrettes d-mn
she see her uncle, counting money, don’t get no rest d-mn
in a yellow ghost, i blew a bird and sold her insta-grams
money on xfinity, it’s why yo b-tches on the man
let a hooker sue you, n-gga i will never understand
in and outta court wit them b-tches you juwanna mann
i’mma tint the window cause i ride around wit contraband
need a b-tch to roll my weed, and suck my d-ck, and count the bands
got more pack than pakistan, i go edward scissorhands
drinking lean and poppin xans
every thing i say so cold
i’m the ghost of christmas past
got a hoe from kwanzaa future
’bout to black like martin luther
p-ssy felt like revolution
sweat her(sweater) always; freddy krueger
adderall go in the juicer
mix wit’ ice and mix wit’ henny
fo’ fo’, like i’m wendy
coco, [?]
low blow, come from my women
co sign, i’m independent
boat ride, you sleep wit’ fishes
most high, i’m in his image
no time, to pay attention
save that, and pay my n-ggas
maybe lean(maybelline); i make up wit ya
i’m so ’bout my pimpin, told alexa play these b-tches
when they hear two blunts man they gonn know that i’m too different
i push a b-tton now the roof go back like reminiscing
and when it come to flow man i swear my sh-t is fluorescent d-mn
got a smith and weston and a f.n. drinking effen
if i let her hold my hand, she gonna say i got her pregnant
cause i’m worth a couple grand, and she know i’m ’bout to triple mine
thugga f. baby and the f is just for finishline

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