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drego - on the bool side lyrics

[intro]
(i got exotic pack)
(jose the plug)
on bloods
every time i’m in the—
it’s an opp popped (your ass)
boy
man

[verse]
i just sold a half a thing right there at the park
this b+tch asked me how my day go, i don’t know where to start
this [?], it ain’t got no ignition, baby, it’s a push to start
in a mclaren pullin’ merch, he break just to perc
unky, he just whipped a whole brick, it look like noah’s ark
two thousand dollar weed, my b+tch ain’t got no part
if you want me to break you off, you gotta play your part
hit his ass up with the drac’, he missin’ body parts
i just want the money, f+ck the fame
the bullets hit his head, this sh+t a shame
hurry up and call a coroner, pick up his brains
the boy and girl, it ain’t the same, but i’ma let it share a lane
thе dope game still the samе, the players only thing that changed
peter parker ain’t the only one with mary jane
they say, “d+mn, drego, why you stopped rappin’?”
’cause your b+tch ass ain’t never stopped cappin’
get it in, weight it up and seal it in the plastic
[?] the stallion, i’m a dope sellin’ randy savage
a n+gga play with me, his ass get shot
dropped, popped quick, pour him in a pop
“what you sippin’, dreg?” this an opp in my pop
yeah, i’m switchin’ states, ain’t no fold in my knot
she’ll sell her soul just to hit a rock
i’ll pay the fee just to get his drop
i’m still on the road, even though it’s hot
yeah, i’m down the way, she fiendin’ for the cot
dad hat on, sneaker servant, duckin’ cops
put a ki’ in the—, and twist it ’til it lock
yeah, i got surprise for you, come test it when it drop
yeah, i put the rap on pause, they waitin’ on me to drop
this a brand+new glock, i pull up tryna test the fire
i can’t even lie, i’ll never testify
pro bowl, at half+time, these n+ggas switchin’ sides
we just slid in a striker, now we switchin’ rides
gave the dope a thumbs+up but he ain’t hitch a ride
don’t look inside that bag, it’s a wrist inside
i’m just bickin’ in the zone on the boolin’ side
i sent him out with the clips, they on the movie side
sent her down to miami for a booty job
she even got her tummy tucked, she on the bougie side
i pray i’m not gettin’ p+ssy on the bruce willis side
man, i sip so much drank, i need a kidney now
all this work i pass out, guess i’m a teacher now
you was just in the game, you on the bleachers now
i’m too busy on the road to do a feature, huh?
you too hot on this phone, back to the beeper, huh?
she was tryna suck it slow ’til i grabbed her head
yeah, i’m f+ckin’ her from the front, grabbin’ on her legs
i’m goin’ b+lls deep in her, she fallin’ off the bed
she a proper b+tch, she left, said, “’til we meet again”
my amiris growlin’, d+mn, it’s time to eat again
my amiris growlin’, d+mn, it’s time to leave again
man, i thought she had some money, i got tricked again
she pulled up with the swiftest john, that sh+t a pickup friend
d+mn, my opp on life support, he ’bout to kick the can
they like, “d+mn, you doin’ sh+t i never thought was real”
like how the f+ck you playin’ office in the blitzes still?
like how the f+ck you in the stu’ and in the kitchen still?
like how the f+ck your name global in the trenches still?
like how the f+ck i’m blowin’ in there and we ain’t got no kid?
like how the f+ck he grown as h+ll and he ain’t got no wheels?
like how the f+ck he say that and he ain’t split no wigs?
like we was playin’ call of duty, still wouldn’t have no k!lls
[outro]
tuh, boy
every time i come in the kitchen
your ass in the kitchen

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