Correction Lyrics ALICIA KEY$ / 50 DIME BAG$ by Chris Travis

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b*t*h hit me up told me that I roll sh*t
I hit her back and said b*t*h you better lick the d**k
Ridin', ridin' round town ain't got sh*t to do
My d**k was hella soft I nutted on her Gucci shoes
80 dime bags boomin' like Alicia Keys
10 b*t*hes, coke whores, sniffing hella keys
I ain't trippy but my n***a be on LSD
Red eyes, gold teeth, tell me that ain't steez
Pull up on a college b*t*h and take her to mickey D's
Numba 8, large fries, dolla sweet tea
Gold hair, gold chain just like Ice-T
Food on my black frames then I hit the treez
Hit the refill, my girlfriend look like Queen Latifah
In the '80s, I'm a f**king 90's baby
Try to jack my f**king steez b*t*h you must bе crazy
I'm a lazy ass n***a when I'm beat my d**k

80 dime bagz boomin' likе Alicia Keys
80 dime bagz boomin' like Alicia Keys
80 dime bagz boomin' like Alicia Keys
10 coke whores, sniffing dirty keys
80 dime bagz boomin' like Alicia Keys
80 dime bagz boomin' like Alicia Keys
80 dime bagz boomin' like Alicia Keys
10 coke whores, sniffing dirty keys

b*t*hes on my d**k 'cause they know I got the lean
Black Kray and Chris Travis b*t*h that's hella steez
Got my n***a Ethelwulf rolling up the green
Got my fingers all sticky stirring up that pink
'n***a what's in yo cup' What the f**k you think
Got his b*t*h on my d**k asking for a drink
And f**k you posing ass n***as always tryna scheme
Hoe this how we live n***a what the f**k you mean
Shake Junt, Shake Junt when I'm on the scene
Drink might be purple or it might be green
Ion really give a f**k 'bout what you n***as think
Just leave me alone before I get that bean
I'm 'bout f**king b*t*hes and illegal things
Me and my n***as we be chilling playing Saints Row 3
Shake Junt, Shake Junt, what the f**k you mean
Shake Junt, Shake Junt, b*t*h we 'bout that green

80 dime bagz boomin' like Alicia Keys
80 dime bagz boomin' like Alicia Keys
80 dime bagz boomin' like Alicia Keys
10 coke whores, sniffing dirty keys
80 dime bagz boomin' like Alicia Keys
80 dime bagz boomin' like Alicia Keys
80 dime bagz boomin' like Alicia Keys
10 coke whores, sniffing dirty keys

We all up in the party hella hard we got the bars
The b*t*hes fiending and they all wanna be pornstars
I took her to the car 'cause I didn't park far
We hit the store to re-up on tips and to get bars
An now she falling hard tryna f**k me in the car
She high as f**k she do not know where the f**k, we are
My fingers got the scars dime bagz selling hard
I'm in the melting serving 'cause the sacks selling far
And n***as know about it 'cause its thrax to the tar
We smoking where we are, windowing out of the stars
I'm banging sh*t hella hard, 80 sacks for the calls
And I should get an applause for the way I get her drawls
And I ain't even tryna throw no salt up on yo seasonin'
But boy I be the reason yo b*t*h is always creepin'
So next time she tell ya 'Not tonight' she feelin' sleepy
You should take a listen to my bedroom squeakin'
BIITCHHHHH

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