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trippy muzik - h-town lyrics

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verse (will $pitta):

who want the smoke

i got the gas

i got yo b-tch and i’m smacking that -ss

stupid -ss n-gg- we know you is last

i get that money i spend it real fast

yea (x2)

i get that money i spend it real fast

i bought a foreign that b-tch is so fast

whip whip then i had to go crash

200 miles is right on the dash

boy we know that you don’t get no cash

yea a young n-gg- stay in his bag

two tone drip it cost a bag

these b-tches be calling but i do not answer

cause distraction is just like a cancer

lean and sprite yea i don’t do fanta

talk to me wrong i turn hulk like the banner

keep me some goons and they don’t wear bandana’s

she wanted my fruit so she peeled my banana

not from the south but i got the grammar

call me young thor cause i came with the hammer

all white whip i call it vanna

all black chick i call her panther

30 clip on me i need a ransom

these b-tches wanna f-ck cause i look handsome

2 tone drip yea im coming icy

flow to cold brain freeze icee

water to wet caution proceed

i stayed in the dirt just to grow with the seeds

im feeling to high like birds with the bees

try to hop on the wave you gone drown in the sea

shaq in the booth cause im dunking on the beat

moonwalk to a check while im drinking pepsi

my cup to full dont need no tea

with a señorita walking naked on the beach

stay loyal to the soil like cleats on my feet

call me uncle will cause im cooking on the beat

this pure sk!ll i don’t need no cheat im a master in the game so i can’t be beat

she a master with the brain she a prime elite

smoking woods to the face til’ im knocked out sleep

hook (will $pitta):

who do you think you foolin’

you don’t got cash like me dont burn gas like me, style like me profile like me

live out your life live wild like me

who do you think you foolin’

you don’t got cash like me dont burn gas like me, style like me profile like me

live out your life live wild like me

verse (young j):

who got the woods

i got the tree

i took ya girl and she rolling with me

i swim with the sharks and we hang at the reef

and if you got some dollaz you bet it on me

if you got some dollaz you can bet that

i get the commas i run up the fee

i just might pull up in a h-ll-cat

if they see me coming the gunning on me yeah

running on me yeah

ain’t no running from me yeah

stunting on me

ain’t no fronting on me yeah

patek philippe, the plain one

but i never drink codeine yeah

i got the squad in the bas-m-nt

giving out work for the free yeah

i always knew i could make it

give up your spot i’ma take it yeah

i got a thot and she asian

she give me top in the bas-m-nt

nothing new she sucking for the placement

i got blues she running up the matrix

i got blues they filling up the matrix money conversations bag is all i’m chasing, yeah

a-fo-1 on me

hop out the coupe no gun on me, (no gun)

said babe don’t c-m on me

hit it from the back don’t run on me

in the studio no sun on me

and if you got the stick keep the drum on me

we got them goons so stay in your place

we get to bussin like first 48

first 48 (x2)

if you got the stick better keep it on ya hip

no you ain’t the goat you ain’t throwing no throat

and if you want the check, i can put you on the list

no you ain’t the captain you ain’t driving no boat

you ain’t driving no boat, (woo!)

cause you been sippin’ on activis activis

that activis activis

baby girl you a p-ssivist p-ssivist

(you a pessimist)

i got the guap, you know that we having it

(i got the guap)

living the dream, we living lavishly

hold racks in the sofa

double cup in the holster

she doing flips rollercoaster

trap phone motorola

know i’ma pop but i ain’t no soda

raising my stock and raising my quota

i see the cops i don’t want no hold up

demons gon flock but they ain’t gon fold us

all i know is have the money right when i roll up

hook (will $pitta):

who do you think you foolin’

you don’t got cash like me dont burn gas like me, style like me profile like me

live out your life live wild like me

who do you think you foolin’

you don’t got cash like me dont burn gas like me, style like me profile like me

live out your life live wild like me

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