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hodgy beats - turnt down lyrics

all the way turnt up, all the way turnt out
blowing clouds of a smoke like a ferrari when it burns out
white girl brunette, she don’t gotta sweat her perm out
but she eat my apple when the f-cking w-worms out
i live in fast lane, fast lane fury
never in court, f-ck the judge and the jury
my minds in a race cause my time’s in a hurry
catch a fish n-gg- and fry him like he curry
yo, wait and ’til i take off, wait and ’til i take off
bring your b-tch along cause i catch her like it’s baseball
and she run them bases n-gg- and she run them bases
b-tch she bringing home dome on a daily basis
85 year old rocking rmk flannel
with supreme khakis and some gucci sandals
b-tch i’m on a beach and the beach name is f-ck
i catch an -rg-sm every time you suck
b-tch i’m on the grind like i grind my teeth
put you n-gg-s in tortillas cause i grind my beef
and i poke her face, just like i’m playing poker
chilling like a villain painting faces like the joker
tipping on 44’s while i’m tipped on jerry sailor
smoke so much weed i need a m-th-f-ckin’ inhaler
i’m on another level, pull down the leverage
b-tch i quench the thirsty p-ss the m-th-f-ckin’ beverage

- hodgy beats lyrics

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