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plush sanches - hitta lyrics

hitter shoota boy you know that you not ruthless
hitter shooter, yeah i got my rich fella in here, baby chapo you dig

hitter shoota hitter shooter boy you know that you not ruthless
hitter shooter
boy you is a baby you toothless
hitter shooter
all of my ghouls be ghooling
hitter shooter
hitter shooter boy you know that you not ruthless
hitter shooter boy you is a baby you toothless
hitter shooter all of my ghouls be ghooling
hitter shooter big cuzzo g shine like a jewel

hit em up stick em up get em when i was a jit i seen my role model carry pistol
hundreds on me right now will get you dismembered
if you play its gone be hot in december
i gotta mink flex on her like money mitch
i can’t go for nun since
i’m the last of a dying breed
gas will make a nigga faint
keep blue hundreds like i robbed the bank
don’t play the clan leave you stank
i almost o’d on the green drank
whoa yeah yeah
hit em up stick em up get em, hit em up stick em up get em
whoa yeah. hit em up stick em up get em, hit em up stick em up get em. yeah yeah

i’m with my fellas
we rockin like we rockafella, and we stick together
call up the gang you know we gone help you
pull up in that pluck pluck you gone see us buss buss you better not trust us
wiping his nose like it’s snot
lil boy you not peas in a pot
we had to sleep on the cot
went in then i dipped out the spot
my hittas my hittas my hittas gone ride for me yeah them my niggas
we used to post at the bando sippin on that dirty fanta
them dancers some jiggly actress
baby come over get active

big cuzzo he shine like a jewel
big cuzzo g shine like a jewel
big cuzzo g shine like a jewel
ooh you dig
long live
long live duke

- plush sanches lyrics

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