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clip 2.7.5. - washed woods lyrics

hook:

pimp them sl-ts
break them hoes
ride clean
smoke yo dope

verse:

i’m ridin clean, i’m smokin dope
i’m with x and eddy baker, h-lla highed up off the dro
got my gwala out the floor, them fantas filled up with them 4s, woah
pimpin, whatchu know? heard them b-tches down to roll
heard we all about the cash, hundred thousand just for gas
puff & drive & barely p-ss
just like every single cl-ss, d-mn
only copped like 20, now i got a 100 grams, yeah
in the bay with bunnies, know they strip but say they dance
yeah, that’s why i be…
runnin round with a rock in my sock
everybody wanna ask why the block gettin hot?
cause i need me a knot
matter fact man i need me a lot
matter fact imma cop me a qwop
matter fact imma pop me a cop real quick
if a motherf-cker tryna drop my sh-t?
better be a dj or my mom, lil b-tch
or imma pull up on a motherf-cker stuntin real quick
like d-mn…
so i split a backwood, stuff it like a mac would
tell me where the ice at? put it in my cup
150 bucks, n-gga, what the f-ck is up?
while i’m in the club, i be rollin up a dub
i be in the trap
n-ggas think i rap though
i be doing both, and i do it with my hat low
cali to miami, yeah my n-gga, where we at though?
i’m in puerto rico, in a villa with a bad hoe

- clip 2 7 5 lyrics

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