Correction Paroles John Madden par Rio Da Yung OG

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(Ooh, Sav killed it)

Double-R truck matte black with the Forgis on it
I tried to f**k a pair of twins, I had a horny moment
Sick a n***a think we finna fight, I had 40 on me
Ten hoes tryna f**k now, I got an orgy on me
Call of Duty gun, clip longer than Oprah bank account
Walkin' up on random b*t*hes like, "Hey, can I take you out?"
Taxed dawg two hundred for a seven, took an eighthy out
Got some head from my b*t*h before she pushed the baby out

Used to ride around with dope all day, I'm lazy now
Probably finna hit my pregnant b*t*h, f**k the baby out here
Used to ain't have eighty dollars, now I can spend eighty thousand
Why would I pay three hundred for a line and my aunti? got it?
Put your gun down, I wanna shank somebody
God blessed m? with a gift, I wanna thank somebody
Twenty n***as in a dopehouse, bro, this ain't a party
I'm tryna get dawg whacked, can I pay somebody?

Completing all my missions, I can't die until I check the list
I just put the US White House on my right, okay
I just put the US White House on my b*t*h bag
The whip came off the back of the trailer, MSRP tags
With all-stars and made twenty men, I don't do brags
The P90 break up a group just like Joe Jackson
Why you pull up doing all my drugs if you ain't 'bout action?
Tell your BD come to your pent' and we gon' toetag him
They found an awful lot of guns in my mama couch
He be talkin' to the pigs, tryna run his mouth
I done bought Percs and blues from your mama house
I done sold more syrup than the Waffle House
These Givenchy on my feet when it's not the Sketchers
You lil' broke b*t*h need to stop tryna give me lectures
I f**ked her for an hour off the Perc', I felt I had to bless her
Big 40 on my hipbone, n***a, I'm not no wrestler

I just had to put my foot down, I'm a ho slapper
Slammed him in his brand-new shoes, I'm a toe-tagger
Told him if he reach, I'ma teach, he got shot faster
Slammed a pu**y n***a on a boat for a Yachtmaster
Blew him out his boots, then we came for his socks after
B*t*h got out of line, yes indeed, n***a, I slapped her
Flashin' gold bottles in the club, n***a, not Magnum
Sixteen felons up in coupes, we are not rapppers
N***a, stop laughin'
You never seen a hundred thousand cash, n***a, stop cappin'
I just put my wrist up in the air, we are not braggin'
I just did the greatest playcall, b*t*h, I'm John Madden

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