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yuck - finer stuff lyrics

ye i lost my prada on my way to some finer stuff yea i love my choppa i walk without it nah i no won’t say nada if the police pick me up in a new h+llcat i push the gas and clutch my gun all my old hoes mad i turned out to be the one and i got a gun in my bag lil b+tch she know i can’t trust no one everyday popping the tags b+tch i spend this sh+t it ain’t nothing (inaudible) i go up but i will never hear (inaudible) i dont see what you ill do what i want and ill be what i be and i show you how to do it like me but this sh+t dont come free i live my whole life in (inaudible) and i look like a g (inaudible) diamonds in all different colors yellow snd black i done lookеd into my future seen all my (inaudible) i said if im signing the dеal you better give me the (inaudible) chrome hearts and rolex’s i been to a whole bunch of places i know im young and never to dangerous i’ve see n$$$ get k!lled by strangers i know i been best by angels my whole life changed i flipped the table fifteen hundred when im logo im (inaudible) i got the funds yeah i need no label yeah i lost my prada so on some way to find finer stuff i lost my choppa i won’t walk without it i won’t say nada if the police pick me up im in a new h+llcat i push the gas and clutch my gun all my old hoes i turned out to be the one and i got a gun my bag she know i can’t trust no one everyday popping the tags its nothing

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