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and a glassful of liqueur to get over you Give me something in my coffee, give me thrills, take my money Can't get over you He don't get stressed 'cause he's
a glassful I'm killing snitches so there is no need to tattle damn All these bitchs wanna know what's my name How I got all these diamonds in my chain Tattoos
found better use of my time Sit me down in the dark with a glassful of drink With a handful of nothing and a head full of think With a past full
glassful You ate the apple, that's cool But now it's time to take out the trash you collected here I got nothing but the clock to prove you wrong Let
the glassful, said she been meanin' to ask who Would need a cash rule, who could blast tools And I'm eatin' cashews, knew she was bad news But we mad cool,
the glassful, said she been meanin' to ask who Would need a cash rule, who could blast tools And I'm eatin' cashews, knew she was bad news But we mad cool,
So go on and pop the forty so I can pour me a glassful Ham is in the bedroom rollin' up a stencil Fatter than a pinky and the length of a pencil
So go on and pop the forty so I can pour me a glassful Ham is in the bedroom rollin' up a stencil Fatter than a pinky and the length of a pencil
amigos, Nick Teen and Al K. Hall. So quick as a wink, I took a drink, swigged a glassful down. First it seemed to hit me, then it turned around and bit
to oh the cabs through Then grab two of whatever grabs you and don’t be bashful Pour a glassful & toast to this Peace and this moments bliss And ease your
the glassful Goddamn I got my glass full Loaded room, push through the crowd To take whats mine so wonderful Words like weapons All love respecting When did this
she looked at me clouded judgement glassful eyes Conforming memories like what I'd see before I die Future and history, and all the things you try
pour you a glassful Let's cha cha To the sunrise You and I Tonight With sippy cups We pour it up You top shelf I'm being real Sweetness with
end who gon get the paddle Hit a dab get a glassful and mix the capsule And get the geeking on the weekend like some little rascals Then Monday hit here
want it A Sunday with sand in a glassful Accelerate everything, gone in a moment You puppets with hands in your assholes Proof in the pudding, I wouldn't
with a fist on a table it'll budge Laid in mud Encrusted candle wax And wake up at the tabernacle Then it's back to tavern For a glassful of southern
on my way to the land of victory Let’s go Right choice right track glassful Running back Fail boat staring a the plate Running back Hatred bugging us envy
tryna get me a glassful Of those coke bottle curves hope I don't sound like an asshole You laughin to be nice or laughin because you're feeling me Your
from bone I was That solo swimmer And you could call me Minutes, and I would be there I was The evenings' glimmer A brimming glassful Blessed tasting
think All of a sudden, she came over And she stayed over with a little Pink… …Whitney, brought more than half of it Took a shot and some glassfuls We all
(Yes, right now a glassful would be very pleasant) Js 4, easy fit and I go Chose the game, I got 3, easy job And it's hard, yes it is and I know
chewin' tobacco Raggin' they glassfuls And how they pimp slap hoes But I think I'll be less bored Watchin grass grow, asshole I'm not a new face I know this
it Baking it casserole Cash in the stash In the castle u cap on the capital Frank Castlle cap cap We ain't bashful Glassful of something niggas
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