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retch - dirty ginger ale lyrics

[production by thelonious martin]

[verse 1]
i hit the barber, get a lineup
throw stiff d-ck in v-g-n-, uh
pull out of diners, toss packs out the sonata
the gas pedal was clutched by the pradas
all off the product, i’m blowing chips in the mall
i pray to ball until my number is called
i’m on a plane or selling drugs in a hall
clubs, dimes getting f-cked in a stall
i took trips off of juggling raw
back to the hood, smoke a bog- in the store
and many nights i made love to a wh0r-
i place the call, topic is money, i wanted it all
before the sun begin to fall, meet me at the [?]
the fifth floor room number 504
and when you get here just knock at the door
n-gga wake up, count money for the f-ck of it
already know it’s there but it’s the love of it
like

[hook]
slit neck of the goat, host the funeral on a boat, n-gga
sip punch, big steaks, and big blunts
pet human that do stunts, huh
you n-ggas runts, i got the chest of the ape
i ate the grapes as i made my escape, huh
vanished in smoke, enemies throwing the yolk
n-gga, all for the love of the c0ke, uh

[verse 2]
i look the judge right in the face
sold dope and beat the case, n-gga
lawyer paid, vacation it was taken in the shade
this the life of a man who got it made, uh
i sport the diamond studded black crown
enter the spot without the pat down, uh
firearms make you big n-ggas back down
the drink was poured, willie hutch sang in the background
i’m just a product of my story
been mimicked since i was a shorty, uh
become one with the baby 40
if i go out, it’s in a blaze of glory, n-gga
we in the streets still sinning
b-tch n-ggas died and the world kept spinning
i’m rocking linen, pop the wine cork off the yacht
n-gga, all for the love of the rock, n-gga

[outro]
still f-ck you n-gga
smack your f-ckin’ lunch tray out your f-ckin’ hand
you f-ckin’ vegetable lasagna -ss n-ggas, f-ck outta here
all you n-ggas is motherf-ckin’ food n-gga
you n-ggas is motherf-ckin’ fried rice n-gga
f-ck that sh-t n-gga

- retch lyrics

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