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cluu – decatur lyrics

[chorus:]

20s 50s 100s i wake up at dat paper
different designer sh-t don’t call it drip b-tch i got flavor
ain’t no hiding from this smoke upgraded my glock it gotta laser
b-tch from calb-ssas but i smashed her in decatur
(x2)

[verse 1:]

all this paper
i got flavor
that’s my ho 2
still can’t save her
das my bro foo
we kick it like kung fu
i’m at ruth sans
off a xan
and i gotta couple bands
it’s a party bring yo body
and bring a couple friends
my cup dirty as h-ll
like it came outta da faucet in flint
she put that p-ssy on me i f-cked around and paid her rent
i wished i was ashamed but next month ima do it again
i see sh-t for what it is through this cartier lens
had a 3 sum with yo b-tch it’s me her and ben (franklin)
hot box in a foreign i hope out it danking
young n-gg-s round me banging they tryna up dey ranking
b-tch i move weight i got craters
yellow b-tch drinking purple she a laker
ain’t no handouts on my end ain’t no favors
she finna push up in da 6 ima slay her

[chorus:]

[verse 2:]

if shawty say no once then we not f-cking
n-gg-s claiming that’s it’s smoke but i’m never dunking
push up in decatur i got dat stick buddy
ain’t even da one das gonna hit you that’s my lil buddy
skipped school to hang with b-tches i was tryna get sum cuddy
i just wanna get some money
they say i’m acting funny
i got hoes in london
i’m at the crib with all these snacks i’m finna have a luncheon
everything i drink dirty but we don’t spike no punches
ate her p-ssy blame the perc a n-gg- had munchies
20s 50s thumbing 50s 100s thumbing
choppa hit -ss twice then he started crumping
f-ck yo old n-gg- he a loser
good brain on her she a tutor
old b-tches by my clothes i love cougars
n-gg- pushed up with a glock but we got rugers

- cluu lyrics

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