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​oni boy - dirty south lyrics

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[hook]
two .45’s on my mother f+cking hip
two .45’s on my mother f+cking hip
two .45’s on my mother f+cking hip
two .45’s on my mother f+cking hip

[verse]
keep talking sh+t and you boutta get hit
twin colts on me and i’m boutta make it rip
blunt in his mouth, called that double getting lit
smoke from the gun and the strain on his lips
puddle on the pavement from his blood imma dip
ran from the feds and the opps like a hit
dumb white b+tch horror movie when she trip
psilocybin dreams little b+tch get a grip
broke ass b+tch in his room eating grits
stab him in the throat then i dangle a medkit
came up out the mud yeah we came from the pits
how i’m better rapping whеn i’m aiming for a pitch?
we on crunch time like travis
f+ck a goth b+tch namе was mavis
imma pr+ck so dat b+tch call me cactus
break her heart imma leave dat b+tch to patch it
on my dirty south sh+t issa habit
atl in this b+tch like the jacket
if a f+ggot want smoke he can catch it
if a b+tch want d+ck she can grab it
[hook]
two .45’s on my mother f+cking hip
two .45’s on my mother f+cking hip
two .45’s on my mother f+cking hip
two .45’s on my mother f+cking hip
two .45’s on my mother f+cking hip
two .45’s on my mother f+cking hip
two .45’s on my mother f+cking hip
two .45’s on my mother f+cking hip



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