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chris travis - max payne lyrics

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[verse 1]
i call the shots
smokin’ cuz’ i’m hot, b-tch
they want that ignorance i’ll give ’em plenty then
boy i’m getting money feeling innocence
[?] out the hunnids like th cemetery
making plays across the globe they know my name
they bite yo’ flow and bump yo’ songs [tryin’ get fame???]

[hook]
imma let these n-ggas know we ain’t the same
imma play the orchestra and pull the string, b-tch

[verse 2]
b-tch i’m driving through the city like i’m max payne
and i f-ck a b-tch until she feel some back pain
breaking down the weed like the rap game
and i’m not a rapper b-tch, i am a bad case
i’ont gotta speed it up at no fast pace
imma pull of on yo’ -ss like a drag race
imma smoke a [split?], watch me activate
and i don’t wanna f-ck b-tch you got bad taste

[hook]
imma let these n-ggas know we ain’t the same
imma play the orchestra and pull the string
imma let these n-ggas know we ain’t the same
imma play the orchestra and pull the string

[verse 3]
made a couple grand then i took a trip
and i never went back but i miss it there
boy you like a sample that ain’t never clear
i f-ck her, give her samples then i disappear
boy i glisten, glam like a chandelier (b-tch)
hundred miles away you see me like i’m near (b-tch)
n-ggas talkin’ sh-t i don’t ever hear
about them doing sh-t so let’s have a cheers



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