kid ziggy & papa luke - in my system lyrics
[intro: papa luke]
yeah
[chorus: papa luke & kid ziggy]
codeine in my system, cop a bag and i dish ’em
call [?] so i come off clean
codeine in my system, cop a bag and i dish ’em
call [?] so i come off clean
sim thotty with a b-tt, yeah, she keep up with her fitness
i got drink in my gut, yeah, codeine in my system
i don’t give a [?] f-ck, only god is my witness
i need me a minute, i’m handlin’ business and smokin’ on citrus
[verse 1: geedoe]
no, i can’t call you, i’m here for the night so you can’t be my misses
codeine in my system so, no, i don’t miss you
no, we not [?], can’t wife you, i’m in it to hit it and quit you
ain’t got no love for you so, no, we can’t make it official
[verse 2: kid ziggy]
whip it like ricky bobby with the molly, whoa
she wanna be with somebody, no
good head, made the honor roll
hit it, quit it, then i gotta go
up trappin’ early in the morn’
pull up if you really want some smoke
they just talkin’ sh-t ’cause they some hoes
po’ a fo’ and tell ’em, “leave me ‘lone”
[chorus: papa luke & kid ziggy]
codeine in my system, cop a bag and i dish ’em
call [?] so i come off clean
codeine in my system, cop a bag and i dish ’em
call [?] so i come off clean
sim thotty with a b-tt, yeah, she keep up with her fitness
i got drink in my gut, yeah, codeine in my system
i don’t give a [?] f-ck, only god is my witness
i need me a minute, i’m handlin’ business and smokin’ on citrus
[verse 3: geedoe]
please don’t change
but i can’t be the one that holds you close
i got my pain in this cup and it’s red cup doubled up
lord, please don’t let me spill this drink on my clothes
[verse 3: papa luke]
this sh-t got me in a mood
i just wanna post up with you shawty, get it on
just tell me what you tryna do, comin’ from i to you
i keep my eye on you, yeah
i’m rollin’, i’m ridin’, i’m smokin’, i’m vibin’
we drinkin’, i’m vibin’, we faded, we ridin’
[chorus: papa luke & kid ziggy]
codeine in my system, cop a bag and i dish ’em
call [?] so i come off clean
codeine in my system, cop a bag and i dish ’em
call [?] so i come off clean
sim thotty with a b-tt, yeah, she keep up with her fitness
i got drink in my gut, yeah, codeine in my system
i don’t give a [?] f-ck, only god is my witness
i need me a minute, i’m handlin’ business and smokin’ on citrus
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