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jack beann - medication station lyrics

[intro: radio & jack beann]
(jos)
we interrupt this program to bring you a special report
yeah!

[verse 1: jack beann]
won’t you join me when we intake codeine, codeine (yah!)
won’t you pour with me when i’m in need of something sweet (yah!)
in love with purple and green and still you see i smile cleann
my last girl didn’t like purple, got to scary like it was halloween (hahahaha)
but i don’t like you b+tch, i’m married to the purple
don’t wanna feel my head above my shoulders like i’m hershel
b+tch when i’m with you (yah!), it feels like a commercial
i’d rather get as high as the pants on f+ckin’ urkel (yeah)

[chorus: jack beann]
pour it up, pour it up, pour it up, pour it up, pour it up, pour it up, pour it up, for the year (yeah! yeah!)
p+rnhub, p+rnhub, p+rnhub, p+rnhub, got b+tches l!cking my ear (+moan+) (yeah)
rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ up the window so the smell you can not hear
pour, pour, pouring up this drank and chugging it like it’s a beer (yeah)
coca, coca, coca surplus b+tch located at my show
shovin’ my d+ck in her boca, boca, bad b+tch loves to give me dome
b+tches want my bolsa, bolsa, and won’t leave jack beann alone
these hoes hit up me phone and they all the same like attack of the clones (clones!)
[verse 2: jack beann]
ok medication station vibes (yeah!, yeah, yeah), fib to my face and i’ll call out your lies
b+tch i told you a thousand times don’t get personal if you get denied
it’s not always easy to give it a try so i applaud you just cause’ you applied
if i supplied a different reply to “i’m dead inside” the reply was a lie!
lonely b+tch you ain’t gotta hide, i know where to go when you wanna cry
i went against the best so call me the glide, can’t eat up my past so i’m not fried (fried)
later i’ll be your tour guide, but right now i’m higher up than the sky
look in my eyes you’ll see their dried, the reason why for you to decide

[verse 3: jack beann]
ok, i’m the one to open up your legs sis, pipe that b+tch in the back of her lexus
might choke you out, yeah that’s like a necklace, ’til you met me you don’t really know what s+x is (yeah, yeah)
’til i make a milly b+tch i’m f+cking reckless, you don’t really know who the f+cking best is
imma leave a mark all over your neck b+tch, shorty i’m a bull, you gon’ ride like in texas
your b+tch, i’ve been texting (texting)
your b+tch, i’ve been s+xting (s+xting)
your b+tch hates you but when she’s with me shows me affection
last year didn’t want me don’t waste my time (yeah)
don’t wait your turn back of the line
i’m a star you’ll see me shine, i only recognize your b+tch from behind
[chorus: jack beann]
pour it up, pour it up, pour it up, pour it up, pour it up, pour it up, pour it up, for the year (yeah! yeah!)
p+rnhub, p+rnhub, p+rnhub, p+rnhub, got b+tches l!cking my ear (+moan+) (yeah)
rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ up the window so the smell you can not hear
pour, pour, pouring up this drank and chugging it like it’s a beer (yeah)
coca, coca, coca surplus b+tch located at my show
shovin’ my d+ck in her boca, boca, bad b+tch loves to give me dome
b+tches want my bolsa, bolsa, and won’t leave jack beann alone
these hoes hit up me phone and they all the same like attack of the clones

- jack beann lyrics

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