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frith hilton - gold pack lyrics

[intro]
i just woke up
sounding like a pro prop
i just woke up
sounding like a old prop
i’m a kid with a cosh
so i’m a fascist
i ‘on’t take no f+cking call
i just take my own for we’re lovers

[verse 1]
paying, paying
i’m paying whatever your ounce
she never wanted a front star
she only wanted what i could serve
they never wanted it from the start
now i’m back in the north
and i can’t tell my weight on the rope
and i’m feeling tao
weigh every word i f+cking spat
cos i’m lucky, loco
lock her with the f+cking tricks
and i’m weak, but i ain’t the no weaker treat
but i got the wicker witch
i’ma just put it and
lеt the f+cking acorns fall out to the basket
evеrything i ever had
put it on the pantaloon
chilling on the helm
make me look like
i’m still reeling on the fodder
this sh+t that i had
when i was quick
ill quirky, creaking on the bee
yeah, i do it like that
uh+oh i should have said n+gga
(scoffing)
spit this boy
ow!
like, look at my face
i can tell what the time is
tis, tis, tis
all i know is
tis, tis, tis, tis, tis, tis
hey, you’re sleeping
[verse 2]
i stay with the gold pack
uh!
my bob in a good wag
good wag
good wag bro
i stay with the gold pack
roll with the good
you’re wack
you can feel the heat when we come around
i don’t smile queen
but i do it in the pound
i do it in the pound
i roll with the pack
they won’t make me feel the record
never scared in my head
i know it’s a lack
alright
she cut me round the f+cking back
and her steel gold
i ‘on’t even know then about you
all i know is i’ma f+cking do what i really do
tiller hit the place that i keep the kitty do
ooh, ooh howdy dear
do the f+cking . . . hail your d+ck
i’m just going, now i’m perk
i’m tryna be me
eh! your hey
wishing well
that sh+t weird
baby asking
i just laugh
i just laugh like
does she wear a thong
your clapping ass take the stance sh+t
kobe on this f+cking helm mo coup
tryna test shift

- frith hilton lyrics

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