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jared reed - pretty much ft. pryncesuave lyrics

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(hook)
i might need some water i been smoking to much (lil b-tch aye)
she look at my pockets i been counting big bucks (big bucks)
why y’all n-gg-s mad cuz i’m rich and you suck (you suck ho)
i might get a dub then take yo girl v bucks, okay like

yuh smoking gas pretty much
/ i’m gettin’ payed pretty much
jugg a n-gg- for some cash pretty much
/ make a n-gg- face fade pretty much
cash wad on my -ss pretty much
/ chain lemonade pretty much
put yo main b-tch on blast pretty much
/ yuh and i’m still smokin’ on that blaze pretty much

(verse)
i just spilled the sauce all over my carpet
painted all over yo b-tch i’m an artist
she done stayed the night and slept without her garments
i just spent a check and i’m just gettin’ started
choppa spit flames but these rounds leave you arctic
you want war that ain’t a hard bargain
leave yo face on a milk carton
hope yo crib is real well guarded
loud pack on me “d-mn who farted”
green piling up got a benjamin garden
f-ck a b-tch then she get departed
talkin’ sh-t i beg your pardon
a b-tch all up on me
water on the wrist might be dasani
i just want givenchy
money comin’ in like a d-mn tsunami

(hook)
i might need some water i been smoking to much (lil b-tch aye)
she look at my pockets i been counting big bucks (big bucks)
why y’all n-gg-s mad cuz i’m rich and you suck (you suck ho)
i might get a dub then take yo girl v bucks, okay like

yuh smoking gas pretty much
/ i’m gettin’ payed pretty much
jugg a n-gg- for some cash pretty much
/ make a n-gg- face fade pretty much
cash wad on my -ss pretty much
/ chain lemonade pretty much
put yo main b-tch on blast pretty much
/ yuh and i’m still smokin’ on that blaze pretty much

(verse)
i bust a nut on her b-tt
she said she wanna hug i said good luck
that lil bih bitty b-tch dumb as a duck
you say you gone nuck ya you said you gone buck
i’m getting this money like i’m at casino
i’m f-ckin’ that b-tch ya you know she a freak hoe
don’t worry bout n-gg-s they all be some lame hoes
when n-gg-s be talking i just say okay bro
i don’t give a f-ck about a b-tch n-gg-
if he want some smoke put the choppa to his head now he sh-ll shocked
smoking on this weed got me hiding from the d-mn cops
you a b-tch n-gg- you be smokin’ on them crack rocks
slap you in your -ss if i hear yo -ss back talk
i just f-cked a b-tch ya you know that b-tch can’t walk
i f-cked a b-tch then i drop the b-tch back off
i just got deported ya i sent the pack off



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