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p-lo - regular lyrics

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[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah (p, p+lo, time to bring the bass back)
uh, yeah, yeah
oh, woah, woah
yeah, ayy, yeah

[chorus]
steppin’ in, don’t matter where i land, that sh+t regular (regular)
twenties, fifties, hunnids in my hand, that sh+t regular (regular)
homie, i could tell that she a fan, that sh+t regular (regular)
hold up, had to tell her to relax, that sh+t regular (regular)
steppin’ in, don’t matter where i land, that sh+t regular (regular)
twenties, fifties, hunnids in my hand, that sh+t regular (regular)
homie, i could tеll that she a fan, that sh+t regular (regular)
hold up, had to tеll her to relax, that sh+t regular (regular)
[verse 1]
hold up, b+tch, this sh+t red, what i said
wait, ain’t no street close up in my bed like a sandwich
yeah, first thing we ’bout is the bread
if she think i’m trickin’, not sure if she geekin’ off the meds
please believe me, i’m gucci, gee, gee
they think it’s easy, but i just repeat
ain’t got no ceiling, these rappers reaching
ain’t never peaking, discard a feeling, yeah, yeah, yeah

[chorus]
steppin’ in, don’t matter where i land, that sh+t regular (regular)
twenties, fifties, hunnids in my hand, that sh+t regular (regular)
homie, i could tell that she a fan, that sh+t regular (regular)
hold up, had to tell her to relax, that sh+t regular (ayy)

[verse 2]
young p+lo, yeah, this sh+t way too regular
b+tch a ho already, one text on my cellular
young p+lo, yeah, this sh+t way too normal
gotta keep it lit; it’s forever, it’s immortal
dippin’ and saucin’, can’t get ’em off it
b+tch, shut up talkin’, had it but you lost it
yeah, i do this often; cold, i’m steve austin
bad little b+tch throw it back and i’m lost in, yeah
[chorus]
steppin’ in, don’t matter where i land, that sh+t regular (regular)
twenties, fifties, hunnids in my hand, that sh+t regular (regular)
homie, i could tell that she a fan, that sh+t regular (regular)
hold up, had to tell her to relax, that sh+t regular (regular)
steppin’ in, don’t matter where i land, that sh+t regular (regular)
twenties, fifties, hunnids in my hand, that sh+t regular (regular)
homie, i could tell that she a fan, that sh+t regular (regular)
hold up, had to tell her to relax, that sh+t regular (regular)



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