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jimmy teflon - act accordingly lyrics

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tucking that glock
we postin the block
with the pistols they talk
dont got time for no gossip

we steady we strapped
with that 5 in my lap
at the city i’m at
don’t got time for no gossip

uh, yeah
f-ck what you say
uh, yeah
f-ck what you say
uh, yeah
f-ck what you say
uh, yeah
f-ck what you say

steady the kitchen
we cookin up riches
i stand my position
right up on that mission

not f-ckin with 12
they think i need help
but i got it myself
just thinkin bout wealth

uh, yeah
f-ck what you say
uh, yeah
f-ck what you say
uh, yeah
f-ck what you say
uh, yeah
f-ck what you say

fry a couple pigs when i come by
tarantino django when he’s untied
shoot a couple shots at ya backside
spraying down you b-tches like fungi
open up the doors to the limousine
drop a hundred rounds out the magazine
blood to the bricks it ain’t unforeseen
cus you got the bricks like methanamine

flipping the bricks to the counter i count it
gripping the clips and i’m putting the rounds in
you is them p-ssies i can’t be around ya
putting in work like i am the founder
flipping the bricks to the counter i count it
gripping the clips and i’m putting the rounds in
you is them p-ssies i can’t be around ya
putting in work like i am the founder

tucking that glock
we postin the block
with the pistols they talk
dont got time for no gossip

we steady we strapped
with that 5 in my lap
at the city i’m at
don’t got time for no gossip

uh, yeah
f-ck what you say
uh, yeah
f-ck what you say
uh, yeah
f-ck what you say
uh, yeah
f-ck what you say

steady the kitchen
we cookin up riches
i stand my position
right up on that mission

not f-ckin with 12
they think i need help
but i got it myself
just thinkin bout wealth

uh, yeah
f-ck what you say
uh, yeah
f-ck what you say
uh, yeah
f-ck what you say
uh, yeah
f-ck what you say

fry a couple pigs when i come by
tarantino django when he’s untied
shoot a couple shots at ya backside
spraying down you b-tches like fungi
open up the doors to the limousine
drop a hundred rounds out the magazine
blood to the bricks it ain’t unforeseen
cus you got the bricks like methanamine



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