Correction Paroles Lemon Pepper par OMB Peezy

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I told my boy, "This sh*t won't be like this forever, why you think we out here working like a job, baby?"
No matter what happen, we stick together, late nights when the trap got all crazy
Sewer baby, dope boy style steppers
Off-Whites, Air 1s, lemon pepper
Big Glocks, blue cheese, full of cheddar
We make it rain 'til these b*t*hes need umbrellas

First off, hold up, let me pop my sh*t
I used to be broke, now a car on my wrist
One dog-a** n***a, but I smoke Cat P*ss
But I don't give a f**k, lil' b*t*h, I'm rich
I was in the trap house really selling bricks
In the grow house, spent five on a zip
Guzzle down a four, we ain't taking no sips
Ice so cold, they be calling me bricks, burr
Louis V slips got fur
My b*t*h bad, real hair
Racks on me, yes, sir
Shooters with me, Steve Kerr
Car so fast, when I pa**, it blur
Used to cut cla** for the gas and the purp'
Got the strap in my bag on my back, no purse
Real sewer baby, had to get it out the dirt
I told my boy, "This sh*t won't be like this forever, why you think we out here working like a job, baby?"
No matter what happen, we stick together, late nights when the trap got all crazy
Sewer baby, dope boy style steppers
Off-Whites, Air 1s, lemon pepper
Big Glocks, blue cheese, full of cheddar
We make it rain 'til these b*t*hes need umbrellas

Look, I knew I wasn't gon' be broke forever, so I was never thinking 'bout a job, baby
Hit the block, learned to hustle, learned to rob, baby
If I hate on a n***a hustle, told God he can take me
They threw dirt on my name, I bought me a shovel
I'm so in love with the streets, I wrote 'em a letter
Say she love me, I ain't knowin' what to tell her
I just leaned back like, "Whatever"
Lookin' at her like she movie stellar
I ain't foolish
Sorry, baby, I can't date you, I don't do the movies
Instagram knocked me off my page, say I'm showin' nudity
No, I ain't see nobody face when I was going through it
N***a play, they all gotta lay, no, ain't no pick and choosin'
N***a play, they all gotta lay, no, ain't no pickin'
Let go of the AR, now I've been ridin' with a fifty
New Glock, 'bout ten bodies gon' fall when I switch it
Hundred shots, I'm tryna f**k over a n***a kidney
It's Peezy
I told my boy, "This sh*t won't be like this forever, why you think we out here working like a job, baby?"
No matter what happen, we stick together, late nights when the trap got all crazy
Sewer baby, dope boy style steppers
Off-Whites, Air 1s, lemon pepper
Big Glocks, blue cheese, full of cheddar
We make it rain 'til these b*t*hes need umbrellas

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