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baby smoove - off-white apparel lyrics

[verse]
boy you get so stale, i don’t know why the f+ck you wear it
bad b+tches on my line, i ain’t thinking ’bout no marriage
i got stripes on my back, this is off white apparel
smoke exotics to the face, h+ll yeah they smell it
hit her off some percocets, got her screaming and yelling
h+ll yeah i’m getting money, make a broke n+gga jealous
why you hang with that n+gga, boy you know that n+gga telling
pull up big srt, sound like my granny yelling
got some wockhardt now, ’bout to mix it with the red
got a room with your b+tch, d+mn near broke the bed
got a room with your b+tch, d+mn near broke her legs
no cap, this year, spent a cool hunnid bands
if he tryna hide out, drop a dub on his man
got some pints in the freezer, i’ma take it to the head
doing donuts in the lamb’, sh+t i’m tryna blow the tran’
had along ass day bout to pour a four of red
sh+t i could’ve bought a jag’ but i put it on his head
pull up two cars deep, one truck and a van
high as h+ll laying down, spilled my cup in my bed
high as h+ll laying down and she ’bout to give me head

- baby smoove lyrics

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