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flash milla - dead people lyrics

by: flash milla
[hook] – [flash milla & twy]
whip the f+ckin brick on sight (k!llin n+ggas on sight)
i might steel ur b+tch tonight (lil mama on sight)
buy the f+ckkng whip on sight (rob you n+ggas on sight)
wife her one night d+mn i might (f+ck the plug on sight)
whip the f+ckin brick on sight (f+ck the plug on sight)
i might steel ur b+tch tonight (pimpin b+tches on sight)
buy the f+ckkng whip on sight (pimp ur b+tches on sight)
wife her one night d+mn i might

[verse 1] – [flash milla]
flash milla smokin dead people rite up out the coffin
walkin dead n+gga dead people rite up in my pocket
i’m the one tracy mcgrady when he played for the rockets
countin money made her eyes pop rite up out the socket
i got hitches in my swimming pool
water fall grеy goose
shooters in the track suits
juggеrs in they jug suits
b+tches in they bathing suits
soldiers in the army boots
not goin no where without my troops
a bunch of n+ggas down to shoot
gang gang gang
sh+t we do it for the gang
i’m the only one left, ima make ur brains hang
ya i do it for the money but i do it for the fame
if i see you on sight
pistol whip you d+mn i might
told my n+gga breezy send my n+gga skrap a f+cking kite
call me in the morning ima have the transfer done at night
ain no waitin hesitating man we do this sh+t on sight
on sight on sight down to take a n+gga life on sight
[hook] – [flash milla & twy]
whip the f+ckin brick on sight (k!llin n+ggas on sight)
i might steel ur b+tch tonight (lil mama on sight)
buy the f+ckkng whip on sight (rob you n+ggas on sight)
wife her one night d+mn i might (f+ck the plug on sight)
whip the f+ckin brick on sight (f+ck the plug on sight)
i might steel ur b+tch tonight (pimpin b+tches on sight)
buy the f+ckkng whip on sight (pimp ur b+tches on sight)
wife her one night d+mn i might
[verse 2] – [twy]
uhh, if i get the chance ima shoot first
i can’t fake the funk, this ain’t rehe+rs+d
100k out the b+tch, its all the purse
they say you can’t make it out my hood
im trying to beat the case
i can’t play with you n+ggas
i got sh+t to lose
now a days everybody think they bullet proof
step up in the club, i got my stickon me

[verse 3] – [flash milla]
n+ggas try to f+cking air me
they be hating on me clearly
does ur lady want my baby
all these feelings you emotional
remind me of a b+tch
n+ggas get emotional out of nowhere
then they switch
money be my motivation
im just trying to stay rich
my own homies try to do me
like im money making mitch
i am neo in the matrix
this a f+cking glitch
my own homies try to do me
like im money making mitch
i am neo in the f+ckin matrix
this a f+cking glitch

- flash milla lyrics

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