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cash cola - gettin off lyrics

[verse 1 ?]
i just dropped a 3 in my cola
i’m in this b+tch with cash cola
[?] rolling [?]
i just tried to buy a n+gga out his car, i had it on me
i just had to pop a n+gga at the bar, i had it on me
face shots for n+ggas talking all out the mouth
tony told me bro, you know you good in the south
[?] probably mad i brought the hood to his house
i’m [?] feeling good through the droubt

[verse 2: rmc mike]
glock 19, 26 and the 30
45 tucked [?] 40
9 mill with the drum on it, very important
i’m the boss, you work up in the front, cairieing orders
cash cola pulled up with some drank, we finna pour a pint
93 stanes, 60,000 for the [?] price
when she suck d+ck, i told her make the sound of a motorbike
d+mn, i knew her head was good, she had an overbite

[verse 3 ?]
a hundred pack on [?] buck head loft
250 [?] what that truck dropped off
[?] extra yum yum saucе
i don’t know what n+ggas thought, a.g.e., getting off
real money countеrs, i’m up in this b+tch with rmc
groupie ho [?] i told her she gotta go through me
smiling at the driver, pulled up in a [?]
[?] with big ron, thumbing through [?]
cook off white at the spot, i ain’t talking my jordans
tryna have a money war with me, better go head and forfit
been in the trap all week, i ain’t tryna go [?]
f+ck around and had to make a play, had to stop recording
[verse 4 ?]
had to hit the road, that’s 75, me and rmc
asian plug dropped me off some p’s in a g.m.c
white boy call for 6, really got a 3
lil bro up some dog sh+t from selling pedigry

[verse 5 ?]
[?] blew me up, boom, t.n.t
i been cracking model b+tches lately, you wouldn’t believe
had to show lil brodie technique, he just wanna eat
now a days when i pour a 5, sh+t cost a g

[verse 6: rmc mike]
308 with the legs on it, hit your ass from far
[?] don’t work no more, i need the blue bro, pass the r
357 to the stomach, tore his ass apart
we k!lled your mans, but you ain’t do sh+t, that’s a pass of [?]
d+mn, that ain’t your bro for real
68 shots to the face, we call that overk!ll
getting head while driving, 75, jesus, hold the wheel
i’m on first base,, i popped an opp in open field

[verse 7 ?]
call the plug [?] a box, ain’t talking holyfield
n+ggas talking to the [?] [?] for real
poured a 3 up in a crush, got me moving slow for real
slow this b+tch down, i spilled my drink, that’s an oil spill
d+mn, the [?] weigh grams
b+tch i’m from the [?] you know that i’m a [?] fan
looking at my safe, like d+mn, i’m stacking [?]
plug pulled up with [?]
blues stacked up in my safe, look like [?]
drop [?] shots with an ak 47, ?]
i ain’t f+cking with you stank ass b+tches, need a rich ho
unc in the hood selling cookies, he [?]
met a new plug in sanfransisco
tryna move a quarter brick per day off my flip phone
b+tch called 5 or 6 times, i’m like which phone?
i’m finna send your pack [?] what’s the zip coad?

- cash cola lyrics

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