Correction Paroles She Might Call The Feds par Clutch

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She might call the feds, ask her what she said
Ask me what I make, I say I got a M.Ed
I'm all up in her head, money like I'm Chad
Money like I'm Chet, money like I'm dead
I said she might call the feds, ask her what she said
Money like I'm Chad, money like I'm Brett
Money like I'm Ned, money like I'm Fred
Money like I'm Chet, money like I'm Fred
Say like "She might call the fеds"

Met her at the... At the party
I was off a Percocet, she was on Bacardi
She called the feds and she kind of left me dead
And I'm climb up a mountain, litter, code red
But I'm due for affliction, due for addiction
Weed and addiction, I was on friction
The way I touched her, the way f**ked her
Treat her like lint on my sh*t, the way I plucked her
Rub it like Aladdin, travel like Jasmine
I just popped an addy, I don't know what happen
But I'll tell you one thing, I just bagged this bad b*t*h
Travel across the atlas, smoking on cabbage
She want me to stay but you know I gotta go
Everyday I'm getting laid, I'm f**kin' all type of hoes
I'm amazed by her grace, she give me brain, she give me throat
Ima stick to the code cause that's just all I know, that's for sure

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