Lyrics:
That's my baby Down the block And she know it Yeah yeah (Whewwww) Ouuu she got the juice You know I'm selfish Don't share Ayyy Pull up in the accy
bummy, we was tacky (I was broke) I ain’t never been fugazi, check my rap sheet (On god) I miss my brother he ain’t wake up from that Accy Remember them
above the law Haaaaa Accy got me leanin like a tower Money break my fall Reminiscing, dreaming bout this shit when I was on the stall Now them rackies
Blowing backwoods bummy Uh Every single last bitch buggin' Put me on the gram With a grand still stunting Huh huh Run it up fast as you can huh Accy it
look like sippin accy, lets pour it up and chug I'm tryna get sizzurpd and f*** and until the sun come up And I'm just talkin sh** this rappin' I jus do
all up in your thighs Without tryna seduce you I'm quick like this Addy Sipping and dripping and mix with the Accy The shit taste like Taffy Only thing
means i gotta get the runts (uuuuuuh) It aint no runts but its some packy Ai dios mio mami throwing ass up in the accy (sheeeeesh) If it aint from
branqueta a les orelles com un diapasÛ i sento la veu de l'arbre i dels seus germans bessons: ac‡cies, oms. Ones de r‡dio des dels troncs. em quedo
Harriet Tubman Gin and the juice the accy and perks the reason we still in a cockpit Shawty got give me that neck ma nigga no cap that bitch is an ostritch
make me it take it there I’m accy with this stainless
concinunt organa divine, flavi, fulvi, rosei, throni sine fine. IXb Lucent serta militum rutilat, que lene elegantis iubaris, accies novene, sacratarum
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