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One Peace & Sagan Petr Smith

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She might be yours but the Y is silent
She might be yours but the Y is silent
That means she's our's homie listen
Shouts out Hoodville
She might be yours but the Y is silent
Hit it pass it to the copilot
Can't tell if she pure don't know what she hiding
That is why I stay alone cuz these hoes lyin'
Ya ya ya ya ya
Cap on the gram ass ain't really that fat
Filter through the filters you be looking so snatched
We call that catfish booty prolly smell bad
Got the audacity to ask for Birken bags
Cuz you twerk ass?
Ain't got a job but you need some new lashes.
Ion care baby girl go get ya bag
Hop off the nut sack
It itches I pull up my bridges
Heart get stitches
Pull up to the district
Find me a lil slim thick
Come get the tip licked
Listen to the drums shake ya bum when the shit hit
Used to suck her thumb now she numb from the sniff sniff
Face light up like the plug when a brick flip
Collect funds make a run finna risk it
For the biscuit
Swerve with yo bitty she wanna f*ck with a great one
Nose drippy give her sniffles til her face numb
First order of business put that pussy on my desk
Eat it until ya finish and this paperwork a mess
When you in the flesh got' damn I be thinking things
Thinkin' bout the angles you could bend so explicitly
I run dope while they run rat wheels
I'm gung hoe you sit at home and act real
Nowhere to go slip through the cracks kill off the mice
Good thing my cats really pack steal.
Lyin' ass friends is a bitch to me
Broke ass bum ain't shit to me
Hoe ass chump sit listening
Plottin' on my gold and my hoes seen him slithering
Why the f*ck you tryna play games with the kid?
Is that really something that you aiming to win?
She f*ck with me cuz I can spark a flame with a flint
Build a home you can roam wake up to bacon and grits.
I'm a real man make plans for the hopeless
Renaissance man bout to lead the revolt kid
Words from the tall skinny weirdo.
Got something for the straight white brown and queer folk
Steer it straight into your earlobes
Talk shit kid and beef get seared slow
Get crooked eyes when the motherfuckin' beer flow
Think real quick although he appear slow
Two girls at once when I go cross eyed
Lost in the sauce I'm offa da rasta
I might lie with ya misses
I don't need to lie for the kisses
I just roll a little lye for the bitches
Get so high with ya misses
Whoa they wanna ride with a villain
Whoa
We don't need much
Post up on the beach with a dub
Pour up some bub in a Dixie cup
Press up on ya push to the shove.
Whoa
We don't need much
Post up on the beach with a dub
Pour up some bub in a Dixie cup
Press up on ya push to the shove
Too much pride I be bitin' my tongue
When it's you and I things don't seem rushed
Look so nice when your thighs in my clutch
Tiger stripes oh my I love
I don't bow down for the biscuit
I don't want her if she don't know how to listen
Doesn't mean that I want her submissive
But I got grief too I need someone to heal it
I don't bow down for the biscuit
I don't want her if she don't know how to listen
Doesn't mean that I want her submissive
But got grief too I need someone to heal it
Speaking on beats
I hope y'all feel it
Speech on fleek
Flow god spillin'
Wet floor sign
When I'm in it
Jet airline the mind's the limits
Heads in the sky
6'8 ceiling
Hit my head heavens gate had no clearance
Back to the surface back to the burdens
Sittin' on curb shit waiting for a purpose
Waiting on purpose
Waiting on purpose

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