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just leek - 3style lyrics

hang with real trappers that do what they wanna
upgraded to white i don’t move marijuana
i just met the plug, he came from tijuana
i show my true colors, these n-gg-s iguanas
run off with his work and go f-ck up the summer
army fatigue in a camouflage hummer
thumb through 2hunna that’s dumber and dumber
f-ck on baby mama i don’t want her number
handrub like birdman the number one stunna
gun with a drumma put you in a slumber
come down with bricks we gone call you a come up
shawty hit licks talkin sun down to sun up
you got that stick then quit talkin and run up
you full of sh-t then we grabbing that plunger
after that flush ya, start blastin, i’ll bust ya
chain sw-ngin’ my diamonds dancin’ like usher
old dirty b-st-rd but hoe call me master
my b-tches come quick but my money come faster
f-ck round with that it’ll be a disaster
inside a closed casket in front of the pastor
ain’t bout that action boy you just a actor
rockstar, i’m hardcore, i move like mick jagger
i got a dagger for every backstabber
f-ck all that chatter, i swing batter batter
money got longer my pockets got fatter
burnt out my lungs and i f-cked up my bladder
go hit a lick they like swiper no swipin’
but i’m a bag sn-tcher, i jugg and go casper
thought i fell off, i’m still climbin’ the ladder
fragile like gl-ss, you get dropped and you shatter
do em’ like roaches, i spray and they scatter
i put yo -ss in the sky just like nasa, b-tch

riding dirty like chamillionaire
got a brick of snow and pills in here
riding with ya hoe, she getting scared
tell her suck me while i’m switchin’ gears
i’ma drop my top, and she gone drop her top
and flash em’ at a cop, she didn’t care
pull up on a block, inside a foreign drop
i’m making all the thots, and n-gg-s stare
yeah, they say who that?
n-gg- we that
oh wait, you ain’t heard? n-gg- leek back
i’ma swerve round the curb, with the seat back
got a trunk full of urb for the relapse
full of purp, what it’s worth? n-gg- 3 racks
gotta serve, get a chirp, i’ma be back
get ya bird, make her hurt in the kneecaps
tryna irk on my nerves, i’on need that
oh you work with the work? let me see that
ran off on em twice, did 3 laps
ran off on em twice, did 3 laps
ran off on the plug, did 3 laps
ran off on the plug, did 3 laps
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