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[feat. Seth Narley] Smoking killer grippin grain Fuck my mind I'm so insane Finest fabrics on my back Valley kicks [?] jeans [x3] [?] catch me with a [?] thing Louis Vuitton everything Engaged but no wedding ring Type of woman I attract She the [?] along the back Sex motherfuck is you, Love how you be switching that [?] she tell me she love my top I tell her I love her walk, The way she [?] without a [?] Yeah me about to set it off Hit the [?] like Latifa, yeah that type to set it up Favorite show the Commodores, minds is more like entourage I be playing Vinnie [?] and mama get her [?] on Cutting till the break of dawn, Then I'm off, on the road, probably to another show Different city, newer clothes Different hoe, a different [?] Fuck you [?] I'm naughty Joe Letras de canciones[?] put me on the game So I spit it, here it go Smoking killer grippin grain Fuck my mind I'm so insane Finest fabrics on my back Valley kicks [?] jeans [x3] I do the [?] she ain't even head of it The situation looking flicky than the [?] Condo out in Jersey, yeah I ain't even furniture it That's the [?] even permanent Asap [?] gonna make it permanent [?] Maserati, [?] catching niggers swerving in I'm moving fast, think you can catch up to my turbulence Smoking lemon kush, yeah I'm [?] good I see the limit push, and I'm a leave for good Let go mama [?] she heard I hit it good They call me Hollywood, but I'm a keep it hood And I keep down south, niggers know I keep it banging [?] keep it banging [?] Nothing different, and we on that codeine [?] Make my nose bleed Smoking killer grippin grain Fuck my mind I'm so insane Finest fabrics on my back Valley kicks [?] jeans [x3] Sipping on [?], riding real slow Everywhere we go hoes wanna know We are, we are the [?] Sipping on [?], riding real slow Everywhere we go hoes wanna know We are, we are the [?] Smoking killer grippin grain Fuck my mind I'm so insane Finest fabrics on my back Valley kicks [?] jeans. From Letras Mania