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littles the general - i got my mind right lyrics

[intro: aristo(?)]

mr. swagnificent
aristo!
i spit the game, magnificent
the whole entire office
i ain’t never chasing a hoe
i’m too concerned with chasing my dough
just to let y’all know (yeah)
yeah, it’s the offense n+gga

[verse 1: aristo(?)]

n+gga, i’m smooth like a baby’s ass (uh+huh)
’cause n+gga i’m a pimp, and always let the ladies pass (?)
i ain’t never chasing a hoe
its more like, they on the track, and i’m replacing the hoe (?), you know
i spit game extraordinary
so any b+tch (?) far from ordinary
(?) dolche gabanna
said she down to ride and be the (?)
(?)
and a n+gga like me sucka free(?)
with a gang of trap stars that don’t trap for free
p+i+m+p like philmore(?)
so f+ck the square hole who don’t know the (?)
know what the pill for? meaning that x (x)
f+ckin’ with fake thugs thats mean with the techs (techs)
(?) spits gangstas, i lace (?)
and put ’em in the position to put ’em out of commission (yeah)
[chorus: aristo(?)]

i ain’t never chasing a hoe
i’m too concerned with chasing my dough
just to let y’all know
the offense n+ggas is grinding
so it (?) we ridin’
i ain’t never chasing a hoe (never)
i’m too concerned with chasing my dough (yeah)
just to let y’all know (what)
the offense n+ggas is grinding (grinding)
(smell me[?] hah) so it (?) we ridin’

[verse 2: littles the general]

i am a pimp(?), hoe listen, dope flippin’
rule number one, no trippin, i pay for no chicken
i got sk!lls keep they toes twitchin’ (haha)
(?) in the air got their clothes drippin’ (dripping)
’cause she know pimpin’ (that’s right)
smell swag from a close distance
and i’m the reason that her nose itchin’
man put ’em on the pole b+tches (yeah)
or on the (?) coast to coast b+tches
i stack dough like toast b+tches
i know b+tches from across the ocean
got ’em all sprung on the (?) potion
she knows she open (yeah) and tricks is scopin’
gettin’ money, ride a d+ck like a rollercoaster (oh!)
put ’em on a rollercoaster
’cause i’m the general, lookin’ for some soldiers
i keep you rappers selling p+ssy (?)
and i don’t give a f+ck what your dad say (hear me?)
[chorus: aristo(?)]

i ain’t never chasing a hoe
i’m too concerned with chasing my dough
just to let y’all know
the offense n+ggas is grinding
so it (?) we ridin’
i ain’t never chasing a hoe
i’m too concerned with chasing my dough
just to let y’all know
the offense n+ggas is grinding
so it (?) we ridin’

[verse 3: menace]

i spit green, in other words the flow is money
i’m on the scene, and it’s probably with your honey
dummy, i need a escalade
so many screens in it, looks like an arcade
so many, stray (?) the strip club
(?) lighting up(?) just to give us a d+ck rub
drinking that new? that ain’t us (never)
we pushing them coups, they coming to us
and look at all the chicks we done brung in
(?) stay ballin’ for hoes like hacksaw jim duggan (hoe!)
(?) play with a two by four
catch me with at least two or five wh0res
just look at how i rap to these bimbos
and i’m out to stack cheese like kraft singles (back it up[?])
i got kicks like van damme
i want more than one night, i call it a grand slam
[chorus: aristo(?)]

[verse 4: mr. 902]

mr. 902, don’t chase these hoes (uh)
i just let, the game unfold, replace these hoes
(?) jealous men won’t (?)
(?) i want every cent
i knock ya, broad quick with the (?) grammar
(?) strip club at school, i’m playing cloak and dagger
i got, something for (?) female
massaging for the dollar, working the (?)
(?) dr. phil, (?) like bill gates
rip them by they face and shape
it’s time to campaign, so let’s hit the highway
return the fly way, and doing it big(?) it’s my way
(?) truly high on a (?) jerk off success
she love to, hustle my low, i l+st her for less
i bring these cats up, (?) chains
with simple words turn out ya dame
it’s gangsta

[chorus: aristo(?)]

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