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purpmiya - whole lotta lyrics

[intro]
yo im high as f+ck
yo pour me up real quick
yea that’s it right there
lemme get that lighter
im bout to go in

[verse 1]
this ganja do damage
i turnt to a savage
i read me a passage
then sent me a package
got racks in the baggage
i barely do cameras
i upheld my standards
il up on you b+st+rds
ma n+ggas pop percs
they get up and they blasting
you hiding in church
then we up on the pastor
im finding you first
my aggression ain’t passive
i come to your funeral
and p+ss on your casket
got sh+t on my plate
purp get it faster
f+ck minimum wage
nuts on my fasfa
he wanna fade
he gon get what he ask for
im in jamaica
go get you a passport
how could a tenant
try flex on the landlord
all these pretty b+tches
when i land lord
im the man now
you a fanboy
rocking balmain
with the bands boy
[chorus]
whole lotta money in my pocket
i earned that flipped that grip that
whole lotta b+tches didn’t give me no play
now they asking for get back
whole lotta n+ggas got lip
hit a l!ck
now you can’t get your sh+t back
got a whole lotta drip, don’t slip
got a crib fulla vibes, issa kickback
got a whole lotta this
whole lotta that
whole lotta b+tches
whole lotta racks
whole lotta pimping
whole lotta facts
whole lotta yaadis got a whole lotta straps
whole lotta money in my pocket
i earned that flipped that grip that
whole lotta b+tches didn’t give me no play
now they asking for get back
got a whole lotta

[interlude]
in jamaica we say we have whole heep
whole heep a gal
whole heep a money
and whole heep a bloodclaat gun
ya me give them a second verse
[verse 2]
this grabba do damage
im counting my cabbage
you n+ggas is average
i switched up the language
im talking in karats
got business to manage
i work on the sabbath
no days off from trapping
my plug talk in spanish
i can’t understand him
just hand him the money
take of with the package
you f+ck with my paper
i come to wreak havoc
i came from jamaica
i gotta live lavish
stick on my waist
i pull it faster
f+ck with my rasta’s
and cause a disaster
n+ggas love shooting
but i just chose rapping
should’ve chose humble
you went and chose acting
he thought we really stood up just to clap him
nah my n+ggas stood up and we clapped him
now the whole squad balling im the captain
he got his head blown off for that cappin
[chorus]
whole lotta money in my pocket
i earned that flipped that grip that
whole lotta b+tches didn’t give me no play
now they asking for get back
whole lotta n+ggas got lip
hit a l!ck
now you can’t get your sh+t back
got a whole lotta drip, don’t slip
got a crib fulla vibes, issa kickback
got a whole lotta this
whole lotta that
whole lotta b+tches
whole lotta racks
whole lotta pimping
whole lotta facts
whole lotta yaadis got a whole lotta straps
whole lotta money in my pocket
i earned that flipped that grip that
whole lotta b+tches didn’t give me no play
now they asking for get back
got a whole lotta

- purpmiya lyrics

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