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ralph's one - carolina lyrics

[intro]
aye, aye
gang! gang through this b-tch, n-gga
through the door!
scoot the score, n-gga!
ain’t no ralph though

[hook: chief keef]
i pulled up smokin’ sticky, marijuana
all the hoes jockin’, n-ggas lookin’ dumb
pulled up parkin’ lot pimpin’ like i play with jordan
choppas wavin’ in the air like i’m from north carolina
chief sosa be smokin’ ganja, aye
chief sosa can f-ck your mama, aye
chief sosa ride ranges and ride hummers
chief sosa bought a bimmer for the summer

[verse 1: chief keef]
bought twenty monclers for the winter, aye
200 choppas for all of my enemies
he think it’s sweet, it’s clips this choppa finna lay
that n-gga try to run, this choppa finna spray
cig on me cause that’s how i feel today
i got money, don’t care ’bout a d-mn old case
got lead and pen on me, blood i’m finna paint
i found some money, took it on a dinner date
aye, wait, skate, pull up in that thing
in the truck a wing
hop out, smoke a stain
and my pocket bang
and my johnny dang
it’s a lot of bling, aye bling

[verse 2: pollari]
the life put a drop on my guapa
can’t f-ck with these n-ggas, they imposters
don’t f-ck with no oppas, no coppas
lebron james, just hit ’em with the choppa like woah
i get the cash for days, yeah
they see me, copy my ways, yeah
you’s a lil’ b-tch, out my face, yeah
put that lil’ b-tch in her place, yeah
b-tch i’m your, b-tch i’m your father, yeah
f-ck on your sister, your daughter, yeah
your b-tch comin’ over, don’t call her, yeah
she give me brain like a scholar, yeah
run it up, run it up, run it up, yeah
hot like a hundred degrees, yeah
fendi, riccardo my sleeve, yeah
i hit the b-tch and i leave, yeah
flippin’ that work on the stove, ooh
i got my wrist out the boat, ooh
still got to play with these hoes, ooh
maison margiela my toe

- ralphs one lyrics

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