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n8 (tpl) - don draper lyrics

[verse 1: n8:08]
the night is young what you trying to get into
and we back on the traditional medicinals
same nigga that was high in all his interview
b-tch i’m me so it’s win win whether win or lose
i never read philippians but i had the b-tch from the philippines
i mean she had the -ss that would fill up five jeans
i mean i came home with the cologne and visine, i mean
i got a charge in the truck i call the officer sir
i got bands in the dash she got xans in her purse
hit his -ss with the script like a nigga rehe-rs-d
and then i thew up on the drobe like im sick with the merch
you ever had three threesomes in one week? triple double
how i’m single as fuck, but i’m mr. couple
i had to replay the bars you probably missed a couple
i’m on a mission to mars, she is finna miss the shuttle
no skeletons in my closet
just some thick b-tches with too much -ss to model
told her to chase her dreams, she’s been on my -ss ever since
crime scene coochi but she swallowed all the evidence

[hook: benny bans]
your whole squad sleeping ya’ll the dream team
got a fleet of white b-tches yea they my scream queens
they really talking bout the kid its the teachers lounge
if you think you coming up then we gotta run you down

[n8:08]
testerosas in tokyo i’m a g*nius
techs have your set dipping i really mean it
show requests in tibet, i need a p-ssport
b.a.n. until they bury me, fuck you ever ask ‘for

[benny bans]
reflections in rollies i’m tryin to facetime
if i said it i did it i got to claim mine
blasphemy on the god that shit we blast for
b.a.n. until they bury me, fuck you even ask ‘for

[verse 2: n8:08]
i experiment with drugs but i don’t fuck with c-ke
i’m the shit i got a stench that’s why i’m rubbing my nose
made myself ceo so i ain’t filling out apps
and you niggas can suck a d-ck thats how i feel about that
i ain’t name dropping if i drop a name it’s benny
phenom and chilly, b.a.n. clan affiliates uh
i got your girl in the loft so it’s the what now tour
i’m out the negative i’m good enough to fuck now to her
ok old b-tch hit me up, she can still get me up
and she sent a pic in the vicky that make her titties touch
uh, don draper i’m a mad man
scoping out the pussy that’s a cat scan
if mona lisa smiled would you smile back?
designer shit i’m around that
bally sneakers with the brown strap
press the fourth floor mr. out of town is back

[hook: repeat]

- n8 tpl lyrics

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