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prime nine - spitten song lyrics

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come in with the sauce
come in with the sauce

call me rick ross
call me rick ross

call me hugo boss
call me hugo boss

let me break the 4th wall
let me break the 3rd wall
let me break the 2nd wall

let me get to the 1st one
got to the first one
now i got a home run
like dam son
why you so wack son
don’t make me get the stun gun

let me get the stun gun
like dam son
i listen to mod sun
don’t mock sun

i’m a outrun
o wait its a bb gun
o i just begun
there’s no fun
cause you got no funds
man you way a ton
i just burned my bun
you can’t even run

i’m a run 3 miles
there’s no 8 mile
never copy your style
i ain’t never smile
on my profile

how you gonna text aile
i’m on the text aisle
you don’t know my text style
let me pick my textile

don’t get hostile
never put a hand on a woman
cause she could be super women

like women be trippen
like they be hitten
i don’t know i don’t got anything written
i’m just spitten
while sitten

while sitten
while its chillin
while chillin with my kitten
with my kitten
with my kitten
with my kitten

come in with the sauce
come in with the sauce

call me rick ross
call me rick ross

women be trippen
like they be hitten
i don’t know i don’t got anything written
i’m just spitten
while i’m spitten
chillin with my kitten
chillin with my kitten
now he spitten
yeah
now he spitten

he ain’t trippen

my kitten ain’t trippen
my kitten ain’t trippen

my kitten ain’t trippen
my kitten ain’t trippen

i could spit anything

it doesn’t make sense
i don’t got no sense
got no dollars
but i got these two cents
got these two cents
got d-mn
i don’t know anything
i’m out

- prime nine lyrics

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