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orslxmp - how u keep it? lyrics

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[intro]
(clayco, cook it up)
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah

[chorus]
yeah, sprite, codeine (sprite)
grabba, weed (grabba)
that’s a recipe (recipe), huh, huh, to get geeked (to get geeked)
if i wanna get higher, huh, huh, i take some e (i take some e)
if i wanna get a lil’ flyer i go on a shoppin’ spree (shoppin’)
shawty off molly (molly), yeah, she tweakin’ (tweakin’)
if i ain’t high in the morning, i’ll be high by the evenin’ (by the eve—)
my lil’ shawty said she f+ck wit’ my swag, i’m so conceited (so conceited)
yeah, it ain’t ’bout havin’ money, huh, it’s ’bout how you keep it (how you keep it)

[verse]
it ain’t ’bout havin’ stacks but it’s bout how you keep it (it ain’t ’bout havin’)
i’m sp+ced out, and i’m in the spot with some eaters
i know the opps shot, so i can’t walk out without my heater (without my heater)
she a fly thot, so you know i’m thinkin’ about keepin’ her (h+ll yeah)
all my pockets swole, yeah, they fat, queen latifah (yeah)
seven pluses, two and i pull up, they gon’ eat you (brrt)
i shot late at night, all black creeper (skrrt)
n+ggas think that they ain’t playin’ nice but we ain’t playin’ either (uh huh)
lamborghini, two seater (woah)
and i got on a suit like i’m bouta go to a meetin’ (woah)
racks stuffed in my blazer ’cause i can’t feel them in my jeans (woah)
he just sip codeine, i sip codeine and promethazine (woah)
i’ve been rollin’ all week, d+mn i can’t get no sleep
your b+tch stuck on her knees, she got everything i need
double cups, and some blunts, b+tch that’s all that i need
i just made a new hundred thousand just bein’ me
[chorus]
yeah, sprite, codeine (sprite)
grabba, weed (grabba)
that’s a recipe (recipe), huh, huh, to get geeked (to get geeked)
if i wanna get higher, huh, huh, i take some e (i take some e)
if i wanna get a lil’ flyer i go on a shoppin’ spree (shoppin’)
shawty off molly, yeah, she tweakin’ (yeah, she tweakin’)
if i ain’t high in the morning, i’ll be high by the evenin’ (by the eve—)
my lil’ shawty said she f+ck wit’ my swag, i’m so conceited (i’m so conceited)
yeah, it ain’t ’bout havin’ money, huh, it’s ’bout how you keep it(’bout how you keep it)



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