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vers - studio freestyle(impressions) lyrics

{verse 1}
headin’ to the bank, i got some b-tches in the back, i call her monique she’s a sk-nk
then i go and get maria, who’s into that saturita, with more pieces than mohiki, i hit it
and she weak, i do this sh-t everyday of the week, i get my money and i open that sh-t n-gga
sitting in there p-ssed like “d-mn she bad”, but then i smile cause man i’m bad
but i don’t work when i got the po’ on my back and sh-t, driving off, i say young money, cash money

{verse 2}(lil wayne)
okay, wheezy mu’f-cka, i’m the sh-t, you n-ggas understand
i got – i got a bullet but ya’ll n-ggas can’t, pull it man
wheezy mu’f-cka, i’m the king of all this sh-t, so when i rap i got saliva on my flow
and i is dope, and i got the bud light flavor, i never done it better
all i do is say money, i’m hot, no sweater
i got b-tches on my line, and money on my mind
that’s why i’m always poppin’ sh-t, ‘bout to get a grind
drizzy!

{verse 3}(drake)
i say whatever though, i get that money too
i got a bunch of b-tches, i pile them in the coupe
and they don’t wanna get it, so i just say ‘uh uh’
i got a lot of b-tches
but i be ridin’ through the city in my brand new lamborghini, never see me
i got a lot of b-tches, don’t you n-ggas not believe me, uh

{verse 4}(ludacris)
luda! ha ha! yeah dtp!
i say bow, one time for the women who be hittin’ it better than that
and i got b-tch right now, i all for them, looking at me with that cataract
but i got b-tches more than a fact, send that 1 2 3 4 5, b-tch i’m livin’ ‘till i die
we gon’ bring this sh-t alive

{verse 5}(eminem)
alright i’m bad, but i got your mom in the back in a bag
who is that, you n-gga right now slim slim back no amtrak
like i am knack, when a n-gga asthmatic, no breathing, i’m so asthmatic
in a cadi, 1 2 double matic, i’m bad, when i swiss with static

{outro}(lil wayne)
young money got that sh-t, no ceilings baby
i k!ll a n-gga cause i got, no feelings baby
i f-ck the b-tch, and i done left that b-tch pregnant with a baby
brand new çok, my mercedes

(drake)
white on white, like a martian
drizzy

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