Xelinage

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Beno - Rap

Xelinage

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[Intro] (I got exotic pack) (Jose the Plug) Right [Chorus] Yeah, my bitch cold, anemic, she rock Celinage I got hoes on the weekend, we sneaky linkin' It's like fifty thousand, I'll be right back 'fore you blink Bitch, I'm from the D, I hit the 'Hound right in a mink I'm fuckin' on this bitch's other bitch's other bitch I heard he talkin' shit, I pay 'em for another hit I be sellin' zips, halves, wholes, quarter bricks Do I need to explain how I came up off a bitch? (Right) [Verse 1] I just poured a nigga bag, she like, "Can I take a sip?" He like, "Man, I need a bag, please can you lock a key?" Bitch, let me see you pick it up before you take a sip I love when you look me in my eyes when you suck my dick I'll trick, yeah, for that clit if it's wet as shit That's your bitch, man, tell me why you ain't pay her rent Cookin' splits, yeah, I'm 'bout to serve this shit right now real quick It ain't 'bout what happen in the past, it's 'bout right now, that's it (Oh my God) Comin' on the Eastside, that's the wrong thing Nine times out of ten, you gon' lose, this a home game Introduce you to the dope game, lil' bro got a blow lane Found a plug on OJs, they mad we got five different lanes Brought the whole Westside down playin' with my nigga Paid I heard we got an away game and you know I ain't brung nothin' but Dracs I feel like Dolla Bill, ain't payin' the country boys nothin' Ain't nobody come to see you, Otis, won't be no David Ruffin [Chorus] Yeah, my bitch cold, anemic, she rock Celinage I got hoes on the weekend, we sneaky linkin' It's like fifty thousand, I'll be right back 'fore you blink Bitch, I'm from the D, I hit the 'Hound right in a mink I'm fuckin' on this bitch's other bitch's other bitch I heard he talkin' shit, I pay 'em for another hit I be sellin' zips, halves, wholes, quarter bricks Do I need to explain how I— (Right) [Verse 2] You took my whole fuckin' swag, you ain't throw me nothin' Naw, come to think about it, you probably owe me money Whatever you cop in the dope game, you gon' get fronted Make sure the plug straight first before you spend some money Young nigga, but they call me unky Uh, pull up on your scene, I heard you lookin' for me Got a young bitch with a lot of money Baby, this a hundred, can you count it for me?

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