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wettworker - trill cosby lyrics

turn and look at this thug life i live (that i live, hey)
i burn a book to light up on my spliff (spliff, spliff, spliff)
turn and look at this thug life i live (that i live, hey)
i burn a book to light up on my spliff (spliff, spliff, spliff)

i think this ship is sinking but i don’t feel bad at all
this drink i’m sippin’ is counteracted with adderall
my pain is shrinkin’ and my brain is going lateral
scatter, i shatter them jaws when i battle y’all, yup
my bars are arson, i’m top-chartin’
disagree and i clock your heart in with a doc marten like a spartan
ain’t no talkin’ ’bout the profit that my c-ck be startin’
like the rocket in my pocket be from lockheed martin
i’ma eager pull the lever on the bieber fever
posse looking glossy, flippin’ crosses, meet the reaper
when you talk you fillin’ bonnets up with boredom
get my lean on so often i need orthodics in my jordans
hoggin’ all the pills like a medicine pig
i steady jettison the edibles, i’m ready to drink
keep it under wraps like that fetish i dig
or i’ma quickly bust them caps like your head is too big

better bet your bottom dollar that i’m popular ’cause i’m turnin’ any girl who holler into a waddler
i got them drugs to turn them thugs into toddlers
long explanation why i’m datin’ sword swallowers
sacks, i sell those to upper cl-ss brats and fellows in sh-ll-toes in melrose
i’m tuckin’ stacks into my velcros
h-llo, am i smart? oh h-ll no
every hoe know that i started from the ghetto
the target to out-sell shows
but oh snap, he did that so h-ll froze
heart so cold i got weather control
i make it rain
i make it snow, yeah but only in your nose, hoe
roll up real slow with a grill full of gold
doin’ what i’m doin’, never doin’ what i’m told
never ever broke even though i broke the mold
all these records sold ’cause wettworker is so cold, yeah

ain’t no guessin’
test i leave a mess
never restin’
take a lesson
best you bet i’m never stressin’
don’t scoff, it’s amazin’ how i’m faded yet i’m takin’ off
smack the h-ssle off of david ‘hoff
i’m the atheist slayin’ all the patriots
missiles to the miscellaneous
blast radius, full of radium
’til my cranium, full of craziness and the alias is full of radiance
i’m startin’ to go martin scorsese on the swayze think he phase if he hatin’ this
i am a legend
i can’t be k!lled
but your father will – jaden smith
upside down cross, all-embossed, lookin’ glossy
i keep one on me, lookin’ realy costly
i’m never peaceful, tell the people sleepin’ on me that they about to get f-cked:
trill cosby

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