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dj holiday - all these drugs lyrics

[intro]
all these drugs
all these drugs
all these drugs (that’s all this drug sh-t)
oh, it’s holiday season n-gg-s
all these drugs

[chorus]
all these drugs got these young n-gg-s in here tripping
all these drugs got these bad b-tches in here stripping
all these drugs got me up, up can’t got to sleep
all these drugs got the track jumping like trampoline
all these drugs, all these drugs, all these drugs
all these drugs, all these drugs, all these drugs
all these drugs, all these drugs, all these drugs
all these drugs, all these drugs, all these drugs

[verse1]
i’m on the drink, i’m on the lean
i’m out here killing, playing volleyball
got your b-tch on my team
she coming with me
she got the molly and the same stuff
stay there acting like you cash up
since when you wanna get past this
sauce out here and it’s crazy
i had her give me her bag
she will let me i might hang
these b-tches don’t save the tab a d-mn
she stay there be killing that cash
i know what to do with that cash
she let me remove it too fast
she spent a hundred dollars on weed
driving a car with no gas

[verse2]
can’t pull in this b-tch and i got lambo in this b-tch
if a n-gg- try my slum i’m calling lambo in this b-tch
we get active in this b-tch, it ain’t no slacking in this b-tch
we get active in this b-tch, it ain’t no slacking in this b-tch
i heard shawty want my s-x i call her back in with the sh-t
b-tches will be on my wrist and i prefer them stripping grits
i prefer the freaky hoes that be with all that nasty sh-t
i prefer the freaky hoes that never try to d-mn commit
i just f-cked a girl one time she hit the blunt and watched my whip
wait –

[chorus]
all these drugs got these young n-gg-s in here tripping
all these drugs got these ratchet b-tches in here stripping
all these drugs got me up, up can’t got to sleep
all these drugs got the track jumping like trampoline
all these drugs, all these drugs, all these drugs
all these drugs, all these drugs, all these drugs
all these drugs, all these drugs, all these drugs
all these drugs, all these drugs, all these drugs

[verse3]
all these drugs got these n-gg-s tripping (all these drugs)
all these drugs got these b-tches stripping (all these drugs)
got the plug and i’m bout to flip it (all these drugs)
pop it smoke it and we bout to sip it (all these drugs)
all these drugs, all these drugs got these n-gg-s chilling
i only smoke 93 and the lean sipping
i got the sauce all on me and i’m flowing with it
and on that b-tch shout to three
come in sausage, hit the switch
whoo! every day is a [?] day
feels like every day is a sausage day
so we’re slashing with holiday
used to catch me now i’m at they face
couldn’t tell i’m younger tell i’m running
sipping the lean i’m a f-cking sing it
tell my momma i want all this money

- dj holiday lyrics

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