Correction Paroles Like That par EDDISON

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Passion world

Yea, he ain't finna shoot (he is not)
I'm with your b*t*h like uuh yea
Walk up in this b*t*h with all my gear
Walk up in this b*t*h with all my Glocks
b*t*h i will shoot you and your pops
We turn you pu**ys into food, food, food, food, food (yea)
Pack it, rock it
It go down like that
Thousand dollars in my pocket
I walk around like that
I f**ked your b*t*h 'cause im ballin'
Shoot 'em down like that

I'm in this b*t*h 'cause im ballin'
She can't fit inside my wallet
I shoot your sh*t
I shoot your (?)
She slid it (?)
(?)
b*t*h im uh, uh, falling (backwards)
So high almost had her
That n***a tried cheating, breakin' in
(?)
(?)
I feel like a master (uh, vans)
She suckin' the d**k with no hands
And you broken lil b*t*h
You get no bands
I got rich (?) shinin' together
We are walking this b*t*h
I changed the weather
Epo need to shoot her
He called up a dio
I hop out the Benz but she's on the Kia
She don't f**k with the man
She finna hit me up
And I f**k on that b*t*h
You know I got her knee up
Walking this b*t*h up in my sleep
Got a Glock with a beamer
Make it hop like a lean
I'm poppin a bean with your b*t*h
She a leaver
Then i hop in a Trap
I gotta got get my p's up
These n***as is pu**y
These n***as is teacups
And I'm breaking your b*t*h back
And I'm f**king the p's up
I got all of it yea
Im getting my keys up
(?)
(?)
I'm bringing the bracks in
These n***as so damn mad
These n***as so damn mad im ballin'
I got the lean in the bag (uuh)
I got the lean in the bag and the molly
I got Balenci's on me and you know that I'm inside this b*t*h with these G-Stars on me (pu**y)

Shoot 'em down with these rounds that we leave
We got pax we got p's
We got percs we got beans
We got guns we got silly sh*t
And these beggars f**king broke
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Walking this b*t*h (uuh) (fleek)
Walking this b*t*h lookin' fleek
b*t*h im leanin' sideways
I can't keep my pants up
Lil' b*t*h on geek, on geek, on geek
I walk around like (?)
That b*t*h on fleek, on fleek, on fleek
I'm finna get that b*t*h numb
I'm on these p's, these beans, these beans and all these oxxys
I'm tryna get your b*t*h to top me
Yea, he ain't finna shoot (he is not)
He a pu**y, he a 'op
He a b*t*h, his b*t*h a thot
I walk around I'm on the block
I got this lean
I got this walk
I sip this drink
I don't take shots
But when i shoot guns i take shots
And i got 2 Glocks and they Glocks
In this b*t*h (uuh, bands)
He a pu**y, he a b*t*h (uuh, yea)
He a fan, we gon' kill these b*t*hes (uuh, yea)
And all these Friends
You a pu**y ass boy
Lil boy, you gon lame

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