MY BAD I BEEN SIPPIN

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[Intro] Yeah, Deuce [Verse] My bad, I been sippin', I ain't even see you call You ain't gotta look too hard if you wanna see me ball If you ain't got the bag for real, then you need to knock it off I'm the plug, if it's too much on the price, I'll knock it off Pulled up to the bar, but I just left the trenches In this bitch shootin' threes, should've played for the Pistons Rest in peace baking soda, he the only thing that's missing Bro gon' go up top on you for the free 'cause that's my nigga One time for the hoes 'cause they love when I whisper You done ran out of money or some', nigga? What's the issue? My niggas keep it rеal always, that's the differencе Nigga, that bitch bad, I need another thousand singles That bitch ain't thick, she just fucking with the angles If you play your role with me, you can go fuck with the angels Got the head from the bitch and I told her, "Stay dangerous" My lil' nigga should've got a job paintin', he'll paint you Better get a raincoat if I'm in the club rainin' If I need a nigga head chopped off, they gon' arrange it Put a nigga on the news since his ass wan' be famous Shoot the dick all upside the bitch head, she said, "Thank you" Lil' bro ain't OVO, but if I tell him, he'll Drac' you Told the bitch, "Don't take a sip of this cup, it's gon' spank you" Bitch, I'm signed to the streets, these record labels try to rape you Way before this rap shit, I seen a million on the table I'm pourin' up Tris, argue with my bitch My bank account lit, I got all these blues in my pocket like a Crip He think it's only thirty, but I bought an extra clip She thought it was just me, but I brought a extra bitch If I let you pull up to the spot, then it's mandatory I can call Seal 'cause I know he always got 'em for me I ain't got to get my hands dirty, it get handled for me (Tuh) Sitting on five hundreds, going for the thirty-five I just drunk a whole pint of Wock' and I'm still alive I just hit the sto' and I'm looking for the quinine Drank had me up, but the Percocets turned me down We fuckin' from the back, you ain't even gotta turn around Hit a nigga ass with the suppressor, they ain't heard a sound You could tell this one a 'Cat, you can hear it growl Sippin' on this drank, I wish Pimp C could see me now Brand new Amiri jeans on with the FN on me A hundred K now, used to walk around with ten on me Bad bitch stay out of town, she gon' send for me Pick me up from the airport, put the head on me My 'migos gon' make sure I'm loaded I just popped a RP, got me floatin' Nigga, you can book me if you want to see some motion Need a muzzle for this new dog I got, it's ferocious [Outro] Niggas always in the streets Claiming that they plugged in I understand you got a bag to show That don't mean shit to me, no-ooh Niggas always in the streets Claiming that they plugged in I understand you got a bag to show That don't mean shit to me, no-ooh
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