Correction Paroles Hate It Here par BlueBucksClan

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Lame a** b*t*hes, weird n***as, man, I hate it here (Man, I hate it here)
Prada,?Louis,?and Balenci', that's?my basic gear (That sh*t basic)
Talkin'?sh*t about my life how I make it here (That's?how?I?made it)
B*t*h, I?feel like KD,?I ain't playin' this year (I ain't playin')
BucksClan blowin' through them dubs, leave the Franklins here (All hundreds)
Layin' with a cold b*t*h like ain't no blankets here (Yeah, she cold)
She wanna f**k a lit n***a bad, she keep beggin' please (Beggin' please)
Know you like my kicks, it's too bad they ain't sellin' these (They ain't sellin' these)
I ain't finna bust down these bags, b*t*h, I'm mailin' these (Yeah, they gone)
Ninth grade, I was wearin' Fendi, they was failin' me (Fendi'd down)
Talkin' a** b*t*h act like Wendy, why you tellin' me? (Wendy Williams)
Stalkin' a** b*t*h, you can't get me, why you sweatin' me? (Never, b*t*h)
Yeah, I like big foreigns, ain't no Chevys (Big foreigns)
Pants saggin' off my a** like I'm Webbie (Like I'm Webbie)
Forty bands in my pants, this sh*t heavy (This sh*t heavy)
Pa** a b*t*h to my man, yeah, she ready (Yeah, she ready)

Tryna start a tip drill like I'm Nelly (Like I'm Nelly)
She said do I got a b*t*h? I'm like, "Barely" (I don't know)
Heard you f**k with all ducks, Chip Kelly (Chip Kelly)
We them n***as, it ain't sh*t you can tell me (Hell nah)
Walkin' in with all the sticks, it get deadly (It get deadly)
I got murder on my mind, free Melly (Free Melly)
N***a f**k with little girls, R. Kelly (The f**k?)
I got Dallas playin' Madden, n***a, bet me (Yeah, bet me)
I just met her yesterday, but she ready (Yeah, she ready)
I keep going dumb and dumber, Jim Carrey (Jim Carrey)
Yeah, the bottom of my feet Bloody Mary (Bloody Mary)
On stage, b*t*hes fightin' for me like I'm Jerry
Road rage in the gutter lane, it get scary (It get scary)
She keep tryna ride a n***a pole like I'm Harry (Goddamn)
She know I got Inglewood b*t*hes, I'm on Prairie (I'm on Prairie)
Thousand ones, throw it all at once, n***a, dare me (N***a, dare me)
She know I got Long Beach b*t*hes, I'm on Cherry (I'm on Cherry)
I got too many b*t*hes, I can't get married (I can't get married)
We just touched down with an eighty, feel like Jerry (Jerry Rice)

I ain't have no baby shower, but this Burberry (Burberry)
Eatin' on some buff a** lobster like I'm Larry (Lobster)
Movin' real slow off this pour like I'm Gary (Movin' slow)
Told her I don't even wanna f**k if it's hairy (Hell nah)

Told her I need buffalo shrimp, I'm at Barrys (I'm at Barrys)
We got all these chips in the trap like a candy house (Candy house)
I'm that n***a pullin' double-R's to my granny house (Granny house)
Park it on the gra**, bring the whole f**kin' family out (Whole family)
All we got is '42, don't bring no brandy out (Don't bring)
I'm a fly n***a, only bad b*t*hes sit with me (Bad b*t*hes)
I'ma shop when I land, I ain't bring sh*t with me (I ain't bring it)
I got G's all on my shoes, but my 'fit Fendi
Same b*t*hes you'd die for don't mean sh*t to me (Don't mean sh*t to me)

She said I got too many hoes and she can't deal (The f**k?)
In the double-R, drive it like a big wheel (Like a big wheel)
She gon' flip this pack for a n***a like a cartwheel (Yes, she is)
Eatin' lobster mac with the steak, ain't no kids' meal (This sh*t good)
Forty bands in my pants, this sh*t heavy
We them n***as, it ain't sh*t you can tell me

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