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fusia phantom - all day lyrics

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wake up and i think of getting bread all day
on the real i’d just rather get some head all day
high as f-ck, slumped off the meds all day
need a bad b-tch doin what the h-ll i say
saving up the bread it’s gettin stale all day
n-gg-s say they gettin paper? yeah mail all day
say that he ain’t snitchin but we know that that’s cap
threatin n-gg-s wit a sentence he gone tell all day

bustin off the meter
homies pourin up the liter
want the war then come and meet us
b-tch i’m good wit all the tweetin
sip corona like a rican
blowing dro like i’m khalifa
its the boy, yeah the noise
yeah bustin out the speakers
on the green like im the caesar
gettin bread, no not the pita
backseat with a eater
she know how imma treat her
lil mama she a tweaker
she be actin like a diva
said she know that imma creeper
i ‘ont know why she ’ont leave then
i might pull up with a tina or a trina or a lena or a keisha or katrina or selena or ameenah
and then pull off wit anita, or a rita, or a nina, or a lisa, or a mia, i might pull off with a mina
boy i’m cold like imma freezer
homies tote a lot of heaters
know i ball like imma leaguer
b-tch you all up on the bleachers
dont you run up on me reaching
you ‘ont know how imma greet ya
bro nem pull the sweeper
yea they gone rest in peace ya
said what!?
she can’t smoke my dope ‘less she coming in here and saying “f-ck my throat!”
yeah! yeah!
b-tches be cutt-like throat
when i see them b-tches tweakin i just cut my rope!
claim she not like most on the real but i know she gettin f-cked like most
told the b-tch: my d-ck fi fum fi fo
once you get inside the room go and touch thy toes!

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