Shmurka
No more talk when they see it going up
New wrist watch because the numbers blowing up
Big blue box put the diamonds in the trunk
Bitch want Fee because she see it turning up
No more talk when they see it going up
New wrist watch because the numbers blowing up
Big blue box put the diamonds in the trunk
Bitch want Fee because she see it turning up
Turning up, turning up
Digging through the runts and proceed to roll it up
Roll one up, roll one up
Juice matte black windows tinted like a puck
Driving through the city backseat getting drunk
Driving through my city getting ready for the duck
Base blue bills an expensive paper cut
Running through the racks ain't no water in the cup
Two shmucks sipping water in the club
Big two creeps we gon crush em like a bug
Rinse two shots til we step em like a rug
I just wanna fuck we don't wanna find love
Fuck love, fuck love
Sense too sharp she was smelling like dove
Bite no bark you ain't fucking like mud
Six more shots and I might get numb
Six more shots and we might have fun
Six more drinks because the night's still young
Big blue bills that I might throw up
That bitch gonna pull up in my beamer
I got dealt the aces in the deck like Serena
No foreplay with the blicky she a eater
I might have to violate the bitch and then I leave her
Anything I want I swear to God the bitch will let me do it
Thirty five on your hoe like I'm Reggie Lewis
Big blue bills in my roll but it's nothing to it
Anything I want I swear to God that I can fucking do it
Anytime I pull up they gonna treat me like the one
Anytime I lose they gonna say it like I won
I be high as God I be high as the sun
He talking like he with it then I'm on him and its none
No more talk when they see it going up
New wrist watch because the numbers blowing up
Big blue box put the diamonds in the trunk
Bitch want Fee because she see it turning up
No more talk when they see it going up
New wrist watch because the numbers blowing up
Big blue box put the diamonds in the trunk
Bitch want Fee because she see it turning up
Turning up, turning up
Digging through the runts and proceed to roll it up
Roll one up, roll one up
Juice matte black windows tinted like a puck
Driving through the city backseat getting drunk
Driving through my city getting ready for the duck
Base blue bills an expensive paper cut
Running through the racks ain't no water in the cup
New wrist watch because the numbers blowing up
Big blue box put the diamonds in the trunk
Bitch want Fee because she see it turning up
No more talk when they see it going up
New wrist watch because the numbers blowing up
Big blue box put the diamonds in the trunk
Bitch want Fee because she see it turning up
Turning up, turning up
Digging through the runts and proceed to roll it up
Roll one up, roll one up
Juice matte black windows tinted like a puck
Driving through the city backseat getting drunk
Driving through my city getting ready for the duck
Base blue bills an expensive paper cut
Running through the racks ain't no water in the cup
Two shmucks sipping water in the club
Big two creeps we gon crush em like a bug
Rinse two shots til we step em like a rug
I just wanna fuck we don't wanna find love
Fuck love, fuck love
Sense too sharp she was smelling like dove
Bite no bark you ain't fucking like mud
Six more shots and I might get numb
Six more shots and we might have fun
Six more drinks because the night's still young
Big blue bills that I might throw up
That bitch gonna pull up in my beamer
I got dealt the aces in the deck like Serena
No foreplay with the blicky she a eater
I might have to violate the bitch and then I leave her
Anything I want I swear to God the bitch will let me do it
Thirty five on your hoe like I'm Reggie Lewis
Big blue bills in my roll but it's nothing to it
Anything I want I swear to God that I can fucking do it
Anytime I pull up they gonna treat me like the one
Anytime I lose they gonna say it like I won
I be high as God I be high as the sun
He talking like he with it then I'm on him and its none
No more talk when they see it going up
New wrist watch because the numbers blowing up
Big blue box put the diamonds in the trunk
Bitch want Fee because she see it turning up
No more talk when they see it going up
New wrist watch because the numbers blowing up
Big blue box put the diamonds in the trunk
Bitch want Fee because she see it turning up
Turning up, turning up
Digging through the runts and proceed to roll it up
Roll one up, roll one up
Juice matte black windows tinted like a puck
Driving through the city backseat getting drunk
Driving through my city getting ready for the duck
Base blue bills an expensive paper cut
Running through the racks ain't no water in the cup
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