Correction Paroles No Hook par The Books

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Yea, uh huh ( stick and I move )

Look, LaVine !

Stick and I move

I feel like “Q”with the juice

Fire when im in the booth

I never lose, and im never gon’ take a loss, kill any beat I come across, dont care ‘bout the cost ( bow, bow )

Im on the way to the top, you hatin’ im knockin you off

I get the drop

Then its a call to the janitor he got the broom and the mop ( hey ! )

He got the broom and the mop, I call up my bros they be ready to pop ( pow ! )

Yo girl she all in my block, she left me last night she was giving me top ( yea )

I got the sauce in my pocket whenever you want it you know imma drop it

She f**k with a boss can’t stop it, she know Books a trending topic !

Watch when we catch em alone, I roll like Malone I get it from Stockton ( I roll like Malone )

Then we all run in his home, if somebody home im picking the lock then ( picking the lock then )

They wanna ride on the wave, she want a boss, dont ask for a raise

Two shots of the Henny I move in a daze, they call me LaVine im a bull wit the trey ( grrrr pow ! )

Two shots of the Henny I move in a daze, she f**k with the gang got her singing “Olay”

She got a man, but gave me that green-card I beat it up in the back of the Ford

She lovin’ my voice she say she a adore it, you know how im stylin’ I f**k wit them 4’s

Im heatin’ up like they lighting a match, two shots to the chest ain’t no feelings attached

I come with the energy

Put a lock on the block got me feelin’ like Beverley ( lockdown )

She blowin’ my pipe like a referee I got her head in my legs like a pedigree ( like a pedigree )

Dont play with ya life, Jeopordy shot to his top that’ll wipe out his memory ( memory )

They lovin’ the melody, I got the recipe middle finger to the deputy ( f**k the ops )

Im getting money forever

Im going straight for that cheddar

They hatin’ on me cause im better

Im switching my drip like whatever ( what? )

She said she was cold, told her hold my beretta just do what I do ain’t nobody do better I get me a bag and I make it rain, like im changing the weather

She’ll never let go

Love when she shakin’ it, poppin’ it, droppin’ it, lockin’ it low

I got the heat like a ring on the stove ( hot, hot, hot )

And shawty she cold, but im used to the snow
I come from the gutter

I shoot my shot at the buzzer, my heart cold, head hot like its summer ( like its summer )

Books on the line said he got em a runner

I keep me a rubber put d**k in ya mother ( in ya mother )

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