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chuuwee & trizz - spc lyrics

(chuuwee)

aye. great

how many days did it take the snake to rear her s-xy -ss face in the place
it’s been a long while, i’ve been mtv made, i stay in a new city and i stayed the same
hustle for a check, el ch3z stay payed. i’m looking for these b-tches that i knew
in 10th grade. i’m looking for the tweed no sticks, no seeds. third degree burn
got my mind on ease. so what’s up with the tweed? i need an oz no sticks no seeds
stay p.i handle my b.i since i was knee-high, i keep it double 0g
excuse me, you don’t want no beef. got gas but he p-ssy so i call his -ss queef
chief kief smoke loud -ss trees, r.i.p to my n-gga ashley

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money always on my mind, i don’t know about yours
if there’s paper to be made, you can bet that i’m gone earn
i got smoke inside my face, girl you know i like to burn
i ain’t got nothin’ on the trees right now
if you tryna’ blow it down, then we finna smoke yours

puff, puff, p-ss…..i’m high
puff, puff, p-ss…..i’m high
bong rips to the face, i may have just died
smokin’ dabs from the vape, i think i’m finna fly

(trizz)

get down cuz i said so, stick ups if my bread low, i get high and i get low, i get drunk i get slow. motivated, medicated, elevated, i stay faded. shame ain’t it? always wasted, all this f-ckin time wasted. still famous, still made it. ho -ss n-ggas, they still hatin’. written in smoke, she still play it. her n-gga mad, he f-ckin hate it. eat a d-ck you f-ckin hater. pimp n-gga, i’m f-ckin player. use a b-tch then f-ckin’ play her. open legs i f-ck and ate her. dumb it down for you slow n-ggas. talk sh-t to you ho n-ggas. rap with only these dope n-ggas. we kick back and we smoke n-gga. co-llab we won’t n-gga, unless you got that doe n-gga. chances are, you don’t n-gga. i tell you about these broke n-ggas

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- chuuwee trizz lyrics

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