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scotty atl - stretch it out lyrics

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[verse 1]
i got so much on my mind, i don’t wanna lose it
hopped in my drop top, my n-gg- i’m just cruising
i just smoke so much weed but i do not abuse it
if she give me that p-ssy, my n-gg- i’mma bruise it
scotty spielberg, live my life like a movie
b-tch wanna do me in the back in the jacuzzi
told you later on, i got too much going on
gotta hit the studio, hit that head and i was gone
i spit on a booty hoe, what the f-ck you thought i’m doing?
always ’bout my paper, all these fake n-gg-s on rolling
i be out in la like i’m a f-cking bruin
scotty go in, my n-gg-s shh that’s a shoe in
ups nasty but all my n-gg-s moving
what you talking ’bout, there’s the f-cking pie
rip it on the story, the work on it
f-ck a lazy b-tch, we be turned on by a working b-tch
i get dolly b-tch, if you on the stage then twerk it b-tch

[pre-hook]
trying yeah before i starting, they gon’ feel it
i pull out with the paper tag for the dealing
yeah getting topped with the top off with high ceilings
wanna turn me on baby girl, bring a milly

[hook]
stretch it out, stretch it out
stretch it out, stretch it out
let the paper go real long man
stretch it out, stretch it out
stretch it out

[verse 2]
we got the key to the city
what if i pull up in the benz like yeah
i’mma the trillest n-gg- in this sh-t
what the f-ck uh
these n-gg-s so lame
i see ’em all the time like tryna dab me up
i’m like nah n-gg-, nile long
too trill man
yeah back on the beat, back on my feet
they had my bag to the streets, now they come all back to me
i was the one with the vision, i was the one with the plan
this sh-t, they don’t understand
did what i can, what you, a man?
you gotta stand on your own
i just handle no longs
i did not give her no favours
shout out to east side, they caged us
this is not time for vacation
sorry, i been so impatient
but i got one shot, they missing theirs
you in the way, better get out
they f-ck around with the bullsh-t
they tryna get it, we talking ’bout it

[pre-hook]
trill n-gg- from the start, they gon’ feel it
i pull out with the paper tag for the dealing
yeah getting topped with the top off with high ceilings
wanna turn me on baby girl, bring a milly

[hook]
stretch it out, stretch it out
stretch it out, stretch it out
let the paper go real long man
stretch it out, stretch it out
stretch it out



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