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dc2trill – next year lyrics

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[intro]
phew
r.i.p. fat pat
ghetto dreams

[chorus]
three days i’m off the percs
gucci all on the purse
cocoa right by her ear
i’m swerving right by a deer
these n+ggas h+lla broke
get they ass out of here
vision on 20/20 but i’m living next year

[verse]
my drip from next year
my clothes from next year
my weed be loud as f+ck, singing like maxwell
i count the check well
i’ll come when that sh+t cleared
lil’ boy, yeah i’m top tier
get his ass out of here
y’all n+ggas small soldiers
pull up in range rovеr
now all this sh+t over
i’m not gon die sober
shе got a pumpkin like october
turn your partner to organ doner
i’m good friends with a grower
why would i f+ck you over?
[?] up on my stomach
they 60s they not a hunnid
chris brown, i make ’em run it
i’m counting all the hunnids
most of these b+tches lovely
i make ’em do the dougie
keep a pole just like crazy girls
this is a crazy world
all of my n+ggas thorough
f+ck n+ggas make me earl
sip slime and now i slur
dc get money, durr
i got a lot of problems
f+ck n+ggas is not one
[?] guns
tinted the window, pun
[chorus]
three days i’m off the percs
gucci all on the purse
cocoa right by her ear
i’m swerving right by a deer
these n+ggas h+lla broke
get they ass out of here
vision on 20/20 but i’m living next year



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