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$lick nick & young breezy - plug lyrics

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[hook] x2
call me the plug 2 bricks i jugg
turn the stove up ’cause i gotta let it cook
chef boyardee b-tch i do it by the book
bag so clean finna have yo’ auntie hooked

[bridge]
these bands on me leave ’em shook
all you can do is look
no no you cannot touch my garments
i be stackin’ up my money yours is fallin’
my favourite number 23 ’cause i be ballin’
sorry b-tch i gotta go the money callin’
i’m the only white boy that’s poppin’
did this on my own yuh that’s how im rockin’

[verse 1]
put my mind it go and cop me a phantom
money’s music to my ears that’s my f-ckin’ anthem
i don’t want no gold plate i’m aiming for the platinum
b-tch i’m from outer-sp-ce yea i’m from another planet
attracted to the guap like a motherf-cking magnet
f-cked yo mamacita that hoe was speaking spanglish
went n’ balled out spent your rent on a jacket
my b-tch she a lady yo’ hoe still a rachet

[bridge]
finna blow like a rocket
if i want it i’mma cop it
gotcha yo hoe in my c-ckpit
see an opp i’mma drop him
no no i ain’t stoppin’
you know how i’m bomin’
if i see the goal then i’m gunnin’
f-ck 12 no we ain’t runnin’

[bridge]
dreamin’ ’bout them foreign cars
so i had to sell them bars
i be aimin’ for the stars
choppa’ on me finna sing like a choir
there’s money to acquire
but you need to find a buyer
moving on not staying prior
i be getting payed come and check out my attire

[verse 2]
need to spend some money so that sh-t can come around
when i go home need a vest in my town
i don’t care where i am at i always keep it down
all this water on my water on my neck i think i might drown
get u some guap then you never gon’ frown
i still don’t get it what the f-ck they talk about
you ain’t chasin’ paper boy you fiendin’ for the clout
gon’ build an empire b-tch give me the crown

[pre-hook]
reminiscin’ ’bout my old days
but i cannot go back to my old ways
old ways
no

[hook] x2
call me the plug 2 bricks i jugg
turn the stove up ’cause i gotta let it cook
chef boyardee b-tch i do it by the book
bag so clean finna have yo’ auntie hooked

[bridge]
these bands on me leave ’em shook
all you can do is look
no no you cannot touch my garments
i be stackin’ up my money yours is fallin’
my favourite number 23 ’cause i be ballin’
sorry b-tch i gotta go the money callin’
i’m the only white boy that’s poppin’
did this on my own yuh that’s how im rockin’



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