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scrappy sandbox – what you mean? lyrics

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[verse: nyquan]
what you mean boy?
what you mean boy?
i smoke a blunt to the face then i sleep boy
what you mean boy?
what you mean boy?
oh, that’s a backwood it ain’t even russian cream boy
what you mean boy?
you must be clean boy
you a sippin’ dirty d’s hit the fiend boy
what you mean boy?
what you mean boy?
that dr. pepper, yes it has triple c’s boy
i smoke a blunt to the face than i sleep boy
i pop a green back wood in my dream boy
she wanna f-ck me cause i got the triple c’s boy
i came in dancing like i’m f-cking kareem boy
i smoke a danimal pack, and then i go to sleep
b-tches be f-cking they wanna suck my meat
rick owens they just be on my feet
that jumper popping like my name kyrie
i keep that pack on me, i keep that sack on my
30 in the cut and your b-tch she go [?] on me
she gonna to f-ck on me and she gonna suck on me
i nut up into her mouth, now she wanna love with me
what you mean boy?
what you mean boy?
levine’s lurking in the f-cking cut fiend boy
what you mean boy?
what you mean boy?
i put the [?] in that what? in that beat boy
what you mean boy?
what you mean boy?
i’m at the corner store drinkin’ on some lean boy
what you mean boy?
what you mean boy?
halloween tings, everday i [?] boy
i keep that griller on me, i keep that monkey on my back
33 b-tches and they all black
came in with the shooters, came in with the pasta
oh, chef boyardee cooking up the lobster
i keep the shooter, i keep the f-cking sack
30 on my back, shoot a 3 than i sack
i’m gonna f-ck that b-tch, i p-ssed her to my bro
you know how it goes, smoking on some indo
what you mean boy?
what you mean boy?
levine in the cut he looking like a fiend boy
what you mean boy?
what you mean boy?
ice on my wrist like i play for dallas
oh that didn’t rhyme, you got a callus
smoking on green, it’s that salad
i keep the pack on me, and then i cooked it
i’m like devin booker, cause i rooked it
i came in smoking on these things, these big -ss blunts
i took your girl to lunch, oh she got a hunch
f-cked her once, than i took her to a brunch
champagne lanyard, when i cook it’s a munch
uh, uh, smoking on exotic
smoking on indica, b-tch, you just bought it
i’m like ryan graff cause i sell the pack
and when i f-ck her once, she l!ckin’ my sack
what you mean boy?
what you mean boy?
i came in shooting on my 3 like kareem boy
what you mean boy?
what you mean boy?
dirty deeds than i gotta go to sleep boy
what you mean boy?
what you mean boy?
levine apple watch he lookin’ at nina’s toy
what you mean boy?
what you mean boy?
i’m drinking drinkin’ dr. pepper than i gotta leave boy
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(blow the minds on these people)

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