mastamiind - in las vegas drunk.. interlude lyrics
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n-gg-s miss the old branden
k!lling sh-t, with a goal branden
no matter what bars he come up with
and might offend people but roll with it branden
writing with a soul, holding up a 4
riding in locus, i’m posting
she blow sick, out my mind, then we f-ck two times
no goals sh-t, i hate that, tired of n-gg-s who really thinking
the biggest up in it, i’m stealing b-tches
i’m really with it, so n-gg- you better put away your girl
on the low, cause’ i might just go put my d-ck in her
you better stop you is best to fool
f-ck a party this a festival
my mind is twisted like i just ask b-tch doing yoga
can you fit up in you, i’m flexible
just got back to the hotel feel like i’m wail into my book shelf
i’m mad for no reason, why the f-ck do i live with this treason
i’m drunk, i’m f-cked, i need rest right up
sh-t i feel woozy, yo, wait the h-ll was in that cup..
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