sheriff - “1-2” lyrics
cuban cigar puff n-ggas
stank breath
f-ck n-ggas
i ain’t the one to f-ck with
baby moms pull up aside with duck lips
pop filter for pop culture
go pump fists
nike’s i check her out at night time
for i nightly unwife her divorces for lifers
for side chicks
what’
does that make me
a right-pick
or a jab stepper to the
goal that i’ll get
more fun for me then
till seasons i’ll seasoning my seasoning
that means check out ya game
add a lil more cause ya words out of lane
ain’t no point to denounce the game
from crack cane. white. to black queen to afghan to asian
no time to act plain
i need em all
more books i read em all
but you ain’t learn a lesson
cause you couldn’t teach em all
see him die , see him fall
300 sh-t
kicking n-ggas down the hole
petty falls
water than niagra falls
booster the current like v–gr- called
but i got that natural appeal
i make her undress by the naturalist peel
no apple peel but by the fruit of her will
baby girl come & chill
by the weather yeah my burst make her chill
start burst when she bite on my candy stick on the real
got no chill
this the type of sh-t i feel
may i live give me will
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