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mutchi sigas - our recipe lyrics

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our recipe

[sample]
smoking weed with you
cause you taught me to

[ad libs]

[verse 1]
say hi to the greatest, sh-t my n-gga im cakin
o im eatin beats like its bacon
and im blazin so my eyes asian
im like f-ck that, got that cheese like im mac
ain’t f-ckin wit them cause they whack
n-ggas jockin my snapback like whats that
tell em come close, foldin benjis we got dough
in a bus wit a stripper pole
with a buncha b-tches that ima about to know
and they gettin low and its so dope
i see the top cause im so close, the tree is done but got ten rolled
the party done im like h-ll no, sh-t
starin at the main spitter her -ss fat like, god dam n-gga
j long like, god dam n-gga
gettin money like, six figures
and i got them j’s on, busta ridin to the main song
n-ggas see i got my french on, and them youngins keepin it strong

its like

[hook]

n-gga we about to go and we got a couple rolled
spittin flames and k!llin shows, leavin shows wit twenty hoes
daytrippers around the road ain’t no tellin where we go
the greatest err’body know, spitin flames and not get cold
g shock on my wrist n-gga
tatoos on my ribs n-gga
young and doin big thangs n-gga
burnin up on this sh-t n-gga
money, weed, and women
money, weed, and women
ey wha wha mo can i say
welcome to va

[verse 2explain]



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