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Haze
by Salazar
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Saly out in Cali making sure my people eat
I'm outta maui grab a towel and catch another piece of me
Woah!
Figures out in Cali pop my trunk and my people gon rally
I got feelings boutta happen
Not gon stop till the little bitch have it
Huh?
Fill up my pockets and drip out of fame
Linking with robbers and sinking the game
I'm feeling like popeye I spit up the gains
They sit in the lobby and fuck with the lames
They count up the bodies they tapping to pay and they rocking to sell to us
Welcome a novice I'm playing the game to win and to fuck it up
Riding to mob I got a ninja and I gotta plug
Ain't got a woman but I'm making love
Saying I shouldn't but I got a glove aye
Figures out in Cali pop my trunk and my people gon rally
I got feelings boutta happen
Not gon stop till the little bitch have it
Huh?
Fill up my pockets and drip out of fame
Linking with robbers and sinking the game
I'm feeling like popeye I spit up the gains
Baby go chacha loko insane
I'm a wild motherfucker 89 second a mile
And I'm up up up
Bring it down to the bumper slap that cap and I'm out with a number
Aim take a shot and I'm phased pay it 20 a pop I got bank
Lately tres jobs I got plays hating why you up to get slayed?
I'mma put you in your place bitch was acting campaign in a race
Playing 2 we got steaks tap and I'm out you bussin' my plates
I'm cracking these bags in the wall while you're pitching and scratching your balls
I'm sitting and licking she cumming like: woah!!
We tripping I'm kicking but ain't got a phone
Woah
Figures out in Cali pop my trunk and my people gon rally
I got feelings boutta happen
Not gon stop till the little bitch have it
Huh?
Fill up my pockets and drip out of fame
Linking with robbers and sinking the game
I'm feeling like popeye I spit up the gains
They sit in the lobby and fuck with the lames
I'm a wild motherfucker 89 second a mile
And I'm up up up
Bring it down to the bumper slap that cap and I'm out with a number
Aim take a shot and I'm phased pay it 20 a pop I got bank
Lately tres jobs I got plays hating why you up to get slayed?
Saly out in Cali making sure my people eat
I'm outta maui grab a towel and catch another piece of me
Woah!
Figures out in Cali pop my trunk and my people gon rally
I got feelings boutta happen
Not gon stop till the little bitch have it
Huh?
Fill up my pockets and drip out of fame
Linking with robbers and sinking the game
I'm feeling like popeye I spit up the gains
They sit in the lobby and fuck with the lames
They count up the bodies they tapping to pay and they rocking to sell to us
Welcome a novice I'm playing the game to win and to fuck it up
Riding to mob I got a ninja and I gotta plug
Ain't got a woman but I'm making love
Saying I shouldn't but I got a glove aye
Figures out in Cali pop my trunk and my people gon rally
I got feelings boutta happen
Not gon stop till the little bitch have it
Huh?
Fill up my pockets and drip out of fame
Linking with robbers and sinking the game
I'm feeling like popeye I spit up the gains
Baby go chacha loko insane
I'm a wild motherfucker 89 second a mile
And I'm up up up
Bring it down to the bumper slap that cap and I'm out with a number
Aim take a shot and I'm phased pay it 20 a pop I got bank
Lately tres jobs I got plays hating why you up to get slayed?
I'mma put you in your place bitch was acting campaign in a race
Playing 2 we got steaks tap and I'm out you bussin' my plates
I'm cracking these bags in the wall while you're pitching and scratching your balls
I'm sitting and licking she cumming like: woah!!
We tripping I'm kicking but ain't got a phone
Woah
Figures out in Cali pop my trunk and my people gon rally
I got feelings boutta happen
Not gon stop till the little bitch have it
Huh?
Fill up my pockets and drip out of fame
Linking with robbers and sinking the game
I'm feeling like popeye I spit up the gains
They sit in the lobby and fuck with the lames
I'm a wild motherfucker 89 second a mile
And I'm up up up
Bring it down to the bumper slap that cap and I'm out with a number
Aim take a shot and I'm phased pay it 20 a pop I got bank
Lately tres jobs I got plays hating why you up to get slayed?
