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atl smook - on me lyrics

[chorus]
she want eat
she want me
she want céline
i want some lean
ice on my jeans
in that foreign machine
i’m hot in the street
that’s on me
keep a foreign lil’ ting
keep the gang around me
no stranger ’round me
they didn’t believe
you don’t see what i see
cartier when i see
bankroll real neat
and that’s on me

[verse 1]
i’m havin’ water like a diver
pourin’ up syrup in my cider
too deep, i need me a driver
these n-ggas be internet, cyber
i’m in too deep like i’m phifer
i’m in the cut like a sniper
i’m the sh-t, need me a diaper
always f-ck the jakes
got in her face
oh, that’s your main?
put nut on her face
switch on the gang
what a disgrace
make him walk the plank
having our day

[verse 2]
if you stayed down that mean something to me
hop in the coupe, press the b-tton, i leave
the stones in the ring and they hit like ali
see stars in the wraith getting top by a freak
i’ve been a rudeboy since birth
no waffle house but i keep me some syrup
draw out the h-ll, we gon’ leave that boy hurt
sticks in the [?], no, this ain’t no nerf
white boy swag and i really don’t surf
i put that b-tch through it when i’m off a perc’
that sh-t think you doing, we did that sh-t first
i got some blue cheese inside my manpurse
i flex like a wrestler just like i’m curtis
they hit from all angles, we doing the worst
dirty faygo, yeah, it’s quenching my thirst
pull up on rodeo, i’m splurging, i’m splurging

- atl smook lyrics

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