Bring Ur Poll To Wurk Day
Brought her up think about her every fuckin day
Glockiana never leave my side I'm pourin drank
43 17 can have it anyway
The type i dude I bring it out you know I never play
I'm bring hits never miss I'm playing for the Lake
Talking show television when you see me thanks
Reminisce make her spin make her booty shake
Smoking stank s/o plug he got no destinat
Keep the shun don't got time for all your fuckin hate
Baby plates baby Dempsey got my brothers flank
Bring your pole got no time for all this conversat
Got no puns but it's bring your poles to school day
Don't what all these rats be going on about
Got another bitch I pass her off I'm takin yerkies now
Got another drip It never it hits it got me geekin out
Really wanna split a couple sticks got me smokin down
While she blowin down
Got no pole around
So she use me ABs music got her showin out
College education funded from her goin rounds
Talking hella 50s couple 1s and a hundreds now
45 extended clip it's holding 30 now
Got a couple more it's on the low I'm holdin switches down
Got a couple bros they with the shits we up 150 now
Did A couple hits im on the knicks I scored and dribbled out
Scored but never figured out
Got bored up in the house but then you know I'm ballin out
Yeah you know I torch it down yeah you know I'm spraying out
Yeah you know I'm wit my homies and you know we praying out
Coming out the slumps bitch
Know I got a 45 I'm finna gun bitch
Im finna gun bitch
Im feeling young bitch
Ay talk a lot of shit but you want it
Really wanna fucj yo bitch you know I'm finna
Told em bring a poll
Know I'm doin hits makin ties why i keep it on the low
Yeah I Never miss disguise love the pressure makin doe
Yeah I missed a couple times gotta do it just to know
Oh shit there he go
Homie gettin out hella wired couple lines of the blow
Perfect timing pullin up hoppin in we on the go
Got the feeling we'll be fine Cuz the police never know
Fuck 12 cuz you on it
PULL up new shit new oppenent
Getting killed I don't know but I'm doming
Put it to yo head oh shit yeah I'm blowing
Yeah I'm blown lil bitch
Bring yo poll to work day
Bring yo poll to work day
Yeah Yeah
Glockiana never leave my side I'm pourin drank
43 17 can have it anyway
The type i dude I bring it out you know I never play
I'm bring hits never miss I'm playing for the Lake
Talking show television when you see me thanks
Reminisce make her spin make her booty shake
Smoking stank s/o plug he got no destinat
Keep the shun don't got time for all your fuckin hate
Baby plates baby Dempsey got my brothers flank
Bring your pole got no time for all this conversat
Got no puns but it's bring your poles to school day
Don't what all these rats be going on about
Got another bitch I pass her off I'm takin yerkies now
Got another drip It never it hits it got me geekin out
Really wanna split a couple sticks got me smokin down
While she blowin down
Got no pole around
So she use me ABs music got her showin out
College education funded from her goin rounds
Talking hella 50s couple 1s and a hundreds now
45 extended clip it's holding 30 now
Got a couple more it's on the low I'm holdin switches down
Got a couple bros they with the shits we up 150 now
Did A couple hits im on the knicks I scored and dribbled out
Scored but never figured out
Got bored up in the house but then you know I'm ballin out
Yeah you know I torch it down yeah you know I'm spraying out
Yeah you know I'm wit my homies and you know we praying out
Coming out the slumps bitch
Know I got a 45 I'm finna gun bitch
Im finna gun bitch
Im feeling young bitch
Ay talk a lot of shit but you want it
Really wanna fucj yo bitch you know I'm finna
Told em bring a poll
Know I'm doin hits makin ties why i keep it on the low
Yeah I Never miss disguise love the pressure makin doe
Yeah I missed a couple times gotta do it just to know
Oh shit there he go
Homie gettin out hella wired couple lines of the blow
Perfect timing pullin up hoppin in we on the go
Got the feeling we'll be fine Cuz the police never know
Fuck 12 cuz you on it
PULL up new shit new oppenent
Getting killed I don't know but I'm doming
Put it to yo head oh shit yeah I'm blowing
Yeah I'm blown lil bitch
Bring yo poll to work day
Bring yo poll to work day
Yeah Yeah
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