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andre desaint - triple six lyrics

[verse 1: andré desaint]

ok, no i’m not you n-ggas and i give thanks to the most high
bunch of women with us, you the only thing that they won’t try
doing this with no co-sign, f-ck you mean i ain’t got this?
i’m in top-tip n-gga watch this
when i drop this start a moshpit
b-tch n-ggas i am not with
logos in a box b-tch
hoes pose for the photos with a snowed nose, can’t knock it
stampede is my d-mn creed
gotta watch who my hands feed
ain’t much to be scared of
i bleed just like that man bleed
no i’m not that n-gga that be hugged up
just a young n-gga out here tryna get my buzz up
(call me dre day)
nah, this ain’t no time for me to take a vacay
and i’m with it if you with it girl this ain’t no play date
know a little freak, from hollywood
face from the ‘burbs, -ss from the hood
when she do her thing, you might have to tip her
couple red cups and a whole lot of liquor
uh, one time for the three six
if i’m around then she’s going down
and you know i stick to my thesis
break it down and re-piece it
i practice and i preach it
skip trying to find common ground
her mouth full, but she’s speechless
i ain’t got time to be intimate
girl it’s time to get ignorant
you frontin’ all night on that pretty sh-t
and to be honest i’m starting to get sick of it
send out a couple of sentences
i’ma just need you to picture it
yeah my demeanor is innocent but
i really just hope that you’re listening cause

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[verse 2: curtis williams]

look, i said f-ck being broke
i’ma keep that money coming
patna sell loud, so i’m always smoking something
flexin on these n-ggas, i did that sh-t on purpose
i don’t stress none of these n-ggas
cause can’t too many hurt us
we the illest in the city
just ask about it they know about it
best bet if you love her
please don’t bring your ho around it
future looking bright, some n-ggas wish it wasn’t
f-ck the police cause we don’t do too much cuffin’
got a qp in my bag, we mixing it with hash
drinking out the bottle, i don’t really need a gl-ss
she dropped to the floor before i even spent my cash
smoking sour diesel probably smell it when we p-ss, hahn!

[hook]

- andre desaint lyrics

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