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Lockdown I ain't into all that I'm tryna link the g's and get bunny Mash work and get money Go Nandos fill my tummy Now my weed pot's coming on E
that’s looking below me Life is a bitch and that girl really chose me I can not stop with this no mo We ain’t have a pot to piss in so cold Fuck all
like nachos (Let’s eat) They say that I’m bumping no pot hole (Pot hole) I set the trend watch 'em follow (Watch em copy) You done got you some bread,
Never had a lot but I made it now Started smokin' pot, I'm still faded, how They say Randune's my favorite, wow When I come around they play that
I went to sleep, slept on, woke up, im da man I was plottin da plan, like da pots and da pans Brought my momma a crib Took my block to Japan Gave my
above and a pot so I can pee I don't need no aspirations, I'm not fooled by dreams When you catch that falling star it's never what it seems You can
pop Don’t go mix me up, no hot pot Don’t go mix me up, no hot pot It’s hard to see y’all in my box It’s hard to see y’all in my box Every moment in
revelation from the genesis Though I get enemies Some wey be frienemies I swear to God we go make am by any means Ginika this your body na my paradise o This
Yeah I'm hot Gametime I'ma get that shit regardless Going hard is what I'm haulin Ain't intimidated by a hallow Ya left me hanging now ya harmless
want piece of the pie, Put my hand in the pot Y'all boys lunching & munching, they punching them clocks Me, I get busy, in business accumulate stocks Too
King Jay (Teeze) Now they paying, know what I'm saying? Gettin that money Teezë Hussein I be blazing the pot I fool on the track, I bang that shit
trupach Otrzyj pot idę z tobą przez upał Mamy charyzmę by zdobywać szczyty Zrobię numer ale wiem że nie będę się nim szczycił Mam serce do pasji i pasję do
ain't no stumbling My momma ain't raise no bitch so stop the mumbling Ain't have no pot to piss and we still hustling Ain't no other shit Momma ain't have
wasn't easy e Sha ma wo On my own If you watch your pot your food no fit burn o Focused on my hustle i dey sing song o If you try to be me you go fit kolo
moves and I pull up like I'm Harden So many bows in this bitch like a garden Real hustlers don't ever fold Pot got hot turned down the stove Plays come
I’m clearin’ up the lies yo’ Hey thanks a lot Ay why’d you have to go and open the box It never stops Let’s get it crackin’ like a stove and a pot
Run it up, she just want my soul Leprechaun in the hood, I'm a whole pot of gold Run it up, all my bitches goals No you not cut like us you gotta
catch him and his friend if he try to run then we spin again Hop out the block spin his block The block real hot I'm beating the pot beating the pot i
420 WRITTEN BY: LARRY KING, JOIE SCOTT, MICHAEL PETERESON KEYS JOHN BLASUCCI GUITARS MICHAEL THOMPSON DRUMS KHARI PARKER BASS ALAN BERLIANT
Cops dem ah buss shot Eye for an eye Bullets beat like a drum pan Eye for an eye Block hot like a Dutch Pot Eye for an eye Man ah lay down innah dove
Huh I been on a mission I feel like Tom Cruise I been whipping in the kitchen I got pot in the stu I be kicking my pimpin in my Nike shoes yeah I
Cook the dope in pot then I put it on the scale Serving bricks and bales Watch my moves because they tell Catch me posted at the spot extended clips
Glock in it Uh (Pu-pu-pu) Pop a pivot when I drop, I cop the digit's Uh (Brr) Block is hittin' and we got A pot to piss in, uh I got bitches but them
Ninety nine Ninety nine Do it for the team Making money, chasing dreams Do it for the squad And we stirring up the pot Do it for the set Breaking
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