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where da fine shyt - 1900rugrat lyrics lyrics

[intro]
(marc boomin’, this you?)

[verse 1: rio da young og]
don’t call me if you lookin’ for that white stuff
i got a hunnid racks on me, tryna buy stuff
if i grab a two liter, i poured a pint up
ten hoes just pulled up and i don’t like one
where the fine sh+t?
brodie keep a strap on him like a dyk+ b+tch
just kicked my cup over on some hot sh+t, i need some more drank
walk in the louis store, three thousand for a phone case
f+ck a lawyer, if i go fed’ again, i’m fightin’ my own case
sayin’ you gon’ swing this block, somethin’ that you don’t say
i made a crazy number yesterday, somethin’ i won’t say, yeah
i pull up bro in bp, ’cause you know they tryna smoke tay
yeah, six carats each ear, i think i’m finna go еight
who the f+ck did your chain? how much the rope wеigh?
he ain’t go gia, he went the wrong way
bust a brick down to rocks and i got it off his stone
drunk a pint, went shoppin’, bought some j’s, i had a long day
now i’m finna have a long nap
we all got a baby ar on us, bro, we won’t fight
what the f+ck i look like, chillin’ with a b+tch i don’t like?
had to put a muzzle on my dogs, ’cause they gon’ bite
here go a zip of fish scale, you smoke dope, right?
[verse 2: 1900rugrat]
i think the glock got breast cancer, got one titty
cracka want a dime bag, taxin’ 150
i already dropped the dime, pull up with that four+nickel
huh, all these baby bottles, might just need a babysitter
i’m way too rich, ho, i ain’t gon’ put no baby in you
huh, this a fifteen+seater, you in a baby sprinter
i tried to put you on, i don’t know why you was playin’ with it
black and white diamonds in my watch, look like michael jackson
vvs stones doin’ a thriller when the camera flashin’
i’m servin’ hot sh+t just like auntie anne
i chewed the perc’ up like that b+tch was candy
drac’ get your head wrapped just like nick cannon
we gon’ strip that boy naked if that b+tch jammin’
take the benz to the swap, now that b+tch whammin’
she say she ain’t suckin’ d+ck, left that b+tch stranded
huh, huh, if she ain’t goin’, then a b+tch goin’
i put ice all on my wrist like that b+tch swollen
kriss vec’ up in my jeans, this ain’t my d+ck pokin’
and on the stove with a pot ’till my wrist broken

[outro: 1900rugrat]
mm, mm, ’till my wrist broken
and on the stove with a pot ’till my wrist broken
mm, mm, mm, mm, ’till my wrist broken
and on the stove with a pot ’till my wrist broken

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