One Wish

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[Intro] (Smoov, what's good, baby?) [Verse] If I had one wish, I'd probably bring the Act' back I'm the truth, it's undisputed, I don't do rap cap F&N, a fifty-piece up in the Goyard man bag Bitch, I'ma keep gettin' money up in big-ass trash bags Niggas hatin' on my comments give me somethin' to laugh at If I had one wish, I'd probably wish for unlimited wishes I wish 12 wouldn't lock my niggas up in the penitentiary I wish the Lord wouldn't let these bum niggas get to the [?] We already kicked the back door to the rap game, it's too late to give us the keys The only person to tell the Plug to stop droppin' heat is me If the bitch had one wish, she'd probably waste it all on me Yeah, you could slime me up, just don't waste it all on me I already know I'ma make it to the top, it just take patience It's like I got a bone to pick with the mic because the Plug be talkin' greasy Bitch, you don't like the way I'm comin', then leave me The way I keep on fuckin' shit over should be illegal The Plug droppin' hits back to back, I'm the Beatles If he had one wish, he'd probably wish for a single Yeah, she's a good dick sucker, I'm tellin' you, you should keep her I was only interested in her money, I didn't need her Two twenty on the dash, boy, fasten your seatbelts If we talkin' gettin' money, I ain't never needed niggas' help The truth is the truth, it ain't no wishes gon' bring my niggas back And all that sittin' home wishin' 'bout money ain't gon' get you racks That gettin' money shit they lyin' 'bout, we livin' that We let these niggas run off with the flow, now give it back The Plug can't run out of songs 'cause I'm spittin' facts This an F&N with all type of shit attached Bitch, shut the fuck up, I ain't with that tit for tat shit I knew she had one wish, you would probably wish that I was average Diamonds doin' all type of dancin', but you should see when the flash hit Promoters be like, "Ralfy, you can't get that cannon in" I'm a rapper and we got instruments, you know the band in here If you don't get these nerve securities out of my way, why is he starin'? I don't get why they hate the kings of the city, they can't stand us here Drag race the foreign like Vin Diesel of Fast and Furious Everybody gotta pay the piper if you actin' curious I don't know why them niggas actin' macho man, I'm not fearin' them If you would think you was a bum, better look in the mirror again My name pastor Ralfy, this the end of my sermon, the Plug
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- Ralfy the Plug