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bugatti beez - all the way up remix lyrics

super determined yeah i spit like im tryning regurge it my haters mad im allergic im in my bag like im santa im bearing gifts for these niggas i got them comitting suicide im a cliff to these niggas you know im all the way up

im getting high to the point im all the way stuck and this shit that im smoking all the way stunk and it´s all the way loud like when you got the volume all the way up this shit im doing can´t be all the way wrong, east chicago that´s the city man that raised me

two-o-nine crazy, two-o-nine, two-o-nine, two-o-nine crazy broke niggas yall can never phase me them dead presidents will never change me and all of my niggas got chains on them we be looking like slavery this that young nigga from the projects i guess but if we´re being honest i have trouble closing my wallet pockets are b-i-g baby baby christopher wallace im flyer than any pilot that´s ever sat in a c-ckpit cautious of the skeletons that i keep in my closet confindent im the best nigga doing it yeah the rest of them doing it but them niggas just doing shit

foot on the pedal got triple digits on the dashs leaving niggas in the past finna have a blast not to mention only keeping real motherf-ckers all around me i remember when they used to clown me now they got their hand out for the paper like the teachers when they give tests back got a phone full of hoes that i´ve been to busy to text back got it on lock i don´t remember the p-sscode keep it too 100 for ´em like i just p-ssed go

i stop drop roll in the studio and im rapping they be saying im spasing told them this was my p-ssion cause i be breathing fire to ´em like im a dragon trynna stack up my cashin buy my mama a mansion put my sister through college cause she be wilding take a va-ca to the islands smoking tropic and that shit heavy on my eyelids day ones with me we be putting in some milage now we mobbing and throwing 20 dollar bills at the stripclub sorry miss jackson i know im an outcast i should be a big boy but the f-ck was i supposed to do when i got handed these 3 stacks so fresh so clean they told me im all the way up

- bugatti beez lyrics

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