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r3xyp - sickk (drugsmoneycanbuy+oneeighty2) lyrics

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yeah im feeling sick up in the head
i need to pop some meds
i think im off that sh+t again
i think i need to flex some bands

she asked me if this is a date
i told her, baby we just friends
and im just f+cking on these b+tches
cus i cannot love again

i dont got time for all these games
so lil shawty, please stop playin
i get them racks, i get them bands
going up, with my fam

she call me guapo, cus im pretty
that girl actin like my fans
im screamin off of all these drugs
i feel like a ceiling fan

b+tch ain’t gettin what you want
told her “i am not your dad”
b+tch stop poutin in my face
i am not your f+ckin man

(yuh, yuh, yuh)
i dont got time for these hoes
im too busy countin bands

[???] ass hoe, yeah you really make me laugh
and i dont know where you been
told that hoe i hav to pass
yeah your b+tch is so d+mn fake
i can see through you like glass
leave the haters in past…

cream city gang, yeah they tryna copy swag
dont put me onto your music
that sh+t h+lla asss

i rock by my bands
yeah my pockets h+lla fat
rick owen jeans, you can tell by the tag
3+7+0+9+9 on the tag
i dont wear no [???]
these are margiela gats

i just f+cked his hoe, yeah
you can have her back
i just f+cked his hoe, yeah
now he h+lla mad
how you talkin sh+t
but your fits are h+lla trash
walk up in this b+tch
with my brother [???]

and my brother racks
and we smokin h+lla pack
and they tryna be like us, but
they dont have a chance

- r3xyp lyrics

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