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barely legal - sugar rush lyrics

sugar rush lyrics
[kid dre]
lookin’ down low
in the wishin’ well, wishin’ well
wish a n+gga would
so i wish ’em well, wish ’em well
lock a n+gga up
like a prison cell, prison cell
ten toes down not a kiss n’ tell (nope)
lookin’ down low
in the wishin’ well, wishin’ well
wish a n+gga would
so i wish ’em well, wish ’em well
lock a n+gga up
like a prison cell, prison cell
ten toes down not a kiss n’ tell (f+ck no)

[kid dre]
f+ck your new pack, better hit the sack
how your bars cheesy, but somehow you still forgot the mac
i’m the big mac, but hold the ketchup
lost in the sauce, make ya think it’s special
i was kickin sh+t, like a kid in the womb
applyin the pressure, the b+tch is in bloom
the bloom is a flower, i am in my element
blockin’ my shine, you n+ggas is negative
n+ggas is sensitive, no one competitive
thoughts full, like my closet with skeletons
close to my relatives, talkin’ exagerent
attention on me in the room like an elephant
i am the best of it, stuck on my preferences
hatin’ you n+ggas i guess i’m conservative
don’t know what murder is, but i’m still k!llin’ this
in the executive’s, takin’ my ownership, yeah
[kid dre]
lookin’ down low
in the wishin’ well, wishin’ well
wish a n+gga would
so i wish ’em well, wish ’em well
lock a n+gga up
like a prison cell, prison cell
ten toes down not a kiss n’ tell (nope)
lookin’ down low
in the wishin’ well, wishin’ well
wish a n+gga would
so i wish ’em well, wish ’em well
lock a n+gga up
like a prison cell, prison cell
ten toes down not a kiss n’ tell (f+ck no)

[band$]
n+gga stop it+
i been makin’ plays like a n+gga named klay thompson
watch ya walkin, i ain’t beefin’ ’bout sh+t (’bout what?)
but a n+gga got sticks
thirty glocks to match my fits
thirty shots in different whips
it pay the cost to be legit
it pay the cost to be this lit
band man, bad man, bad b+tches all around me, what the f+ck i do?
you come up n+gga, now they stuck on you
and they ain’t really even f+ck with you
i pull it out and she gon’ suck it too, too fast, steppin’ on the gas
if we gon’ run it, he gon’ come in last
gucci f+ckin’ tags stuffed in louis bags (in my bag, aye)
and a n+gga poppin’ tags (and a what?)
imma skirt off in a jag, yeah, this sh+t fast, sh+t can never lag (it can’t lag n+gga)
and a n+gga got the swag, first name charles, last name braggs
real band man sh+t, young n+gga goin’ in i can’t last
and i’m really of a perc, talkin’ ’bout 30
imma shoot shots, talkin’ ’bout .40
young n+gga poppin’, imma get more, aye
and i f+ck on your wh0re, aye
and i’ll leave that lil b+tch at the door, aye
leave her beggin’ for more
i’m that young n+gga catchin’ scores, catchin’ plates
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