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freddie gibbs - dope in my styrofoam lyrics

say, b-tch don’t get too comfortable
say, b-tch don’t get too comfortable
b-tch, don’t get too comfortable
never let a b-tch get too comfortable
b-tch don’t get too comfortable

[verse 1: freddie gibbs]
it’s mister ho-breaker, dope slanger, dope drinker
straight hopped up out the coupe, high off that juice, i’m no stranger to this
getting lit, getting blowed, [?] dipped in gold
bulls just beat the lakers in staples center [?]
’bout to go too deep, i ain’t f-cked her in like two weeks, feel like two months
and ripping pineapple fanta, fired up two blunts
and this cloud of kush i blow set off the smoke alarm
f-ck it, hash nuggets, gangsta gibbs, what you smoking on?
amber wax and anthrax, b-tch i keep a xan pack
drop one down in my styrofoam, too high, nowhere to land at
amber wax and anthrax, b-tch i stuff them grams fat
kick dope down on the floor, and that dope check i’m about to cash that

[hook x2: freddie gibbs]
said i’m just rolling with the homies, dope in my styrofoam, man
said i’m just smoking with the homies, roll up another song, man

[verse 2: g-wiz]
just scooped my blood b-tch in a blue brougham
leather feel so soft, these hoes like riding with no shoes on
pineapple and purple the potion, i’m on that candy sip
all i do is player sh-t, 100% versace, b-tch
one more n-gg- on the run with the yellow
ho fine as f-ck, from de janeiro, but she play with her nose though
and i ain’t mad at her, because i stay with my medicine
self-inflicted sticky weed and codeine in my beverage
pour up on that ice, hit the lights, on some moody sh-t
b-tches, dope, and dollars on some tarantino movie sh-t
other people’s p-ssy, still keep a whole lot of it
gold pack in my wallet, with about a seventh of dope in my pocket
getting blowed

[hook x2: freddie gibbs]

[verse 3: g.i. fleezy]
like when you feeling good, cause b-tch i feel so right
like moving out my body, purple paint and fanta got me tight
i introduce you to my life, come take a look inside
b-tch, wipe your feet and wipe me down, b-tch we don’t play around
i’m [?]
how you stay focused and function, b-tch we gon’ blaze a pound
so when the last time you heard that, yeah we really made for this
so go and send the word back
right about now, time to tally up a staple
got them ready, willing, able
molly-popping, make ’em get down on the floor with the business
and they live for the getting it
player, out here with it, and that’s me
the real player with a g

[hook x2: freddie gibbs]

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