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Poppa Gotta Bran' New Freak

Potna Deuce

Welcome to Da Tilt

1994

Bank Hank

[ VERSE 1: Baby Beesh ]
It's Baby Beesh, now you can call me Poppa Poppa
I got a brand new freak, and man, I'd say she proper
And it's all

hit the bottom of the bottle

I just wanna take a walk in the city
Ya I want her to come with me
I'm just walking by myself
And I'm not feeling to well

it?
Talking about a bag
Go get it
Not a gymnast
But we flip him
Want to smoke u got to chip in
Ate some paper now I'm glitching
And I'm feeling like

She said what's that smell?
Tom Ford on my clothes
Pull out the blick let it blow
Giving you bars ain't talkin bout soap
Hitting this track I'm too mean

catch me they can never find me
Trace me by my tracks I keep dropping diamonds
It’s my timing, I can tell, cause every star aligning
Every bar I’ve ever

more than fuck
Wanted to hit but I guess it was lust
You act like I want it so much
Another one came by the truck
And she knew how to keep her mouth shut

Tell yo DJ bring it back 
Refrain from the wack
Turn do yo dame for the snatch
Just blazin my sack
Still getting paid by the stack 
Yeauhh

Get blazed,

motivating lines 
We maybe walking blind 
yet and still the sun shines 
And when come together we gonna do just fine
Fighting side by side is how we gone rise

I pride myself like nobody else
Grind by myself with nobodies help
Got tired of asking nobody helped
Go the extra mile like nobody willing
To do

on me
Bentley Bentayga, custom wheels, I run the track off
Just for all my homies that want to race me in a trackhawk (Skrt)
Told her meet me in the 'Raq

Lately I’m going numb
I think I’m going numb 
Lately I’m going numb 

People only tell you what you wanna hear
Repeat it to myself when I look into

Looks like i'm on the road again
Got me holdin in
Racing thoughts
Forget me nots
Finding love within

Playin the same tracks back to back
Give it

you Waiting for?
Where do I begin? my life came back again.
I was just reminiscing about ya
where you been?
Look at where you at?
How you gone get out

She don't want me to go
She know I'm handsome
Crazy Lil' bitch wanna hold me for ransom
Make the wrong move
That can get you cancelled
You can tell

long ago

Well what does he want

That's unclear but whatever it Is its Not of this realm all we can do is Pray and hope

the time I'm 25 be covered in tats
Imma poor motherfucker run around with the rats
Prolly never blow, be surrounded by racks
Shit I don't know, how I'm

ever do in these streets is win-win-win I roll with hitters like Tekken
But we turn the whole damn roster to Jin-Jin-Jin
Yeah, devil inside got me

to the juice
Think he need a pint
How the fuck I fail English? All
I do is read and write
Boy, and that's no lie
Told her I just want the neck like a bowtie
Two

Remember when I told you how it started
The guys were less to this business
And the guys were flying straight
Lowkey quiet, but the gangs would want

it how you want but it
Won't take away the fact
They can take it all away but
Never take away the craft

Bara ett guld (guld, guld)

Bara ett guld

damn
shit is going down
raise a glass, shake that ass

(just do it in your room please. we don't want any more surprises. thank you)

it's a party in

my shit is truth
Yah my cash flow flow
Keep my business
On the low low
You want a verse
For the low boy yea that's a no no
I don't do no co ca
Yah im

HOW CAN I LEAVE THE STREETS ALONE WHEN THE STREETS IS ALL I KNOW? OUT IN THEM TRENCHES, THE PLACE I CALL MY HOME, RUNNING WITH SHOOTERS AND YOU WOULD

ripping it up
Act like a bitch I'll take your whip
Bet what you want I got the pink slip
Shifting them gears and they do not slip
Once I hit the NOS I'm