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corey patrick – through the hills lyrics

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[chorus:]
drip don’t stop, think i need a new roof on em
call me too smooth on these b+tches like some shea b+tter
f+ck yo crew
lbe the n+ggas running sh+t
pipe up lame, if i see your b+tch i’m dunking in it
smoking this loud while i swerve through the hills
i pop them rubber bands, i’m bout the millions
24 karats, that’s good for my eyes
f+ck on your b+tch and she get in her feelings
she like the way that i swerve through these hills
she think my gang cool, we ain’t safe for tv
these n+ggas scary, give me heebie jeebies
yo b+tch don’t respect you but she respects me

[verse 1:]
pull up to the coastline, rolling up the weed
posted on the outside, smoking up the trees
bad b+tch with me and she always on her knees
doing what she can, yeah she always wanna please
wanna live my life i’m tryna live it right
dodging on the site yeah i’m tryna meet tonight
got so high i’m climbing up the ladder
past cloud 9, mad with the hatter
pain in my eyes, voices wanna chatter
blow another l, ‘cause nothing really matters
[verse 2:]
i got that sauce, i got that drip
making my money, i’m flipping the script
know how it goes, man, we back on the road
doing these shows and we smashing these ho’s
yeah, i was just on my own
had a bad b+tch blowing my phone
and i told the b+tch oh h+ll no
i been stuck inside my zone
get us in the stu and we making that hot sh+t
ain’t n0body coming ‘round me that’s toxic
everybody knows that my gang, we popping
and they say that sh+t too often

[bridge:]
ayy
s+xy lil b+tch, let me fck out her spine
yo b+tch don’t respect you but she respect me
i f+ck a b+tch and go right back to beverly
these n+ggas wan k!ll me but i ain’t kenny
soon as i come out the stu, your b+tch ready
gang got the choppers, pull up like machete

[chorus:]
drip don’t stop, think i need a new roof on em
call me too smooth on these b+tches like some shea b+tter
f+ck yo crew
lbe the n+ggas running sh+t
pipe up lame, if i see your b+tch i’m dunking in it
smoking this loud while i swerve through the hills
i pop them rubber bands, i’m bout the millions
24 karats, that’s good for my eyes
f+ck on your b+tch and she get in her feelings
she like the way that i swerve through these hills
she think my gang cool, we ain’t safe for tv
these n+ggas scary, give me heebie jeebies
yo b+tch don’t respect you but she respects me



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