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fty7 - loose leaf lyrics

[hook: vic rippa]
pistol to the sky, pull the trigger sh+t
i’m aimin’ for the stars, baby
ain’t fabricate sh+t, keep it real
we don’t deal with the frauds baby
if i got it, then we all in
b+tch i’m solider than concrete
do my dirt and never lose sleep
i’m ’bout that paper like loose leaf
’bout that paper like loose leaf

[verse: vic rippa]
flow nasty, look at this cold b+st+rd
sh+t drastic, painting pictures that’s graphic
like a baby playing in traffic, dinosaurs jurassic
her top hot, i’m prolly gon’ blow her [?]
murder the p+ssy, no eulogy, close casket
if i said it, it’s written, it’s closed caption
it’s automatic i’m [?] no practice
what we talkin’ bout, facts or it’s fiction?
multiply, subtract or addition?
f+ck it, better cool the new addition
before you find yourself swimmin’ with the fishes
if i said it then i meant it, new year, new dream
time to boss up, no handshakes
safe to say i pretty lost touch
you plain’ chicken with a mac, chuck, i won’t budge
b+tch i been had the glow, hoe i’m showin’ off
[bridge: vic rippa]
welcome to the dark side, b+tches poppin’ beans now
smokin’ with the windows up, never let the window down
sh+t, i got the midas touch, rollie on my wrist now
i can f+ck yo’ b+tch, see i’m so lit
welcome to the dark side, b+tches poppin’ beans now
smokin’ with the windows up, never let the window down
sh+t, i got the midas touch, rollie on my wrist now
i can f+ck yo’ b+tch, see i’m so lit

[hook: vic rippa]
pistol to the sky, pull the trigger sh+t
i’m aimin’ for the stars, baby
ain’t fabricate sh+t, keep it real
we don’t deal with the frauds baby
if i got it, then we all in
b+tch i’m solider than concrete
do my dirt and never lose sleep
i’m ’bout that paper like loose leaf
’bout that paper like loose leaf

- fty7 lyrics

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