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hurricane clark – close the door lyrics

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my b+tch lit just like zendaya
and im tryna get that money right now, i pull up on you later
im smoking []
im getting that money i love that paper
kobe bryant b+tch i ball like the lakers
i finna go i see you later
pull up in all black like darth vader
im hitting a l!ck n+gga []
i stay with the gang i am not a traitor
p+ssy boy you get hit with this laser
getting that green that money that lettuce
in love with the money []
f+cking your b+tch make her cum in a second
talking that sh+t you get k!lled in a second
come in a first never coming in second
i beat his ass i hope he learn his lesson
bullets flying in any direction
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taking them xans for depression
getting them bands yeah its a blessing
big ass gun n+gga who you texting
smoking this dope because i be stressing, yeah i be stressing
if you ain’t talking money then you have to exit
im getting bands so you know i’m flexin’
i be getting money since i was lil jit
[], my money legit
i’m never broke because im hittin’ l!cks
and you playing games but yours just for kids
30 hit a n+gga and []
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after she give me brain kick that b+tch out the door
if i see the police []
i’m tryna get top b+tch close the door, tryna get top b+tch close the door
obviously i wear channel []
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f+cking a hoe her p+ssy amaze
roll up a blunt you know ima blaze it
i’m under water i feel like a shark
my diamonds be hittin they glow in the dark
sippin’ on lean [] heart, yeah [] heart



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