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(Welcome to 1st Class) Came from Sylvan Road slidin' down Dill, bad bitch in the passenger seat She want dick she keep grabbin' me, I don't know if they after me Stick on me, ain't no clappin' me, it ain't safe ain't no crackin' me Hear the engine on the backstreet, got his bitch on the backstreet Lotta guns on that backstreet, servin' crack on that backstreet Niggas workin', yeah they trappin', I know these streets I could trap you Suburban bitch on the backstreet, leave the block beat her back in My brother cup filled with codeine, back seat with a tooly Drum on it he producing, he ready to kill, he ready to drill Don't ever try to play I'm goofy, honey bun, nigga, bulging Diamonds cold Minnesota, stick light up like I'm Yoda [?], get a soda, I keep these hoes in order I got his bitch in the passenger seat, I show her the hood, I tour her I'm not Jew but I Torah, explore the hood baby, Dora I [?] can't ignore her, take your soul like a sorcerer Neck long brachiosaurus, huh, Durango truck yeah its roarin' I put that nut in her mouth and pull her head back and flush it like toilets, huh [?] New Orleans, huh, on the block with my woadie 'dem Soulja Slim like Magnolia 'dem, keep a K like Magnolia 'dem (Welcome to 1st Class) Came from Sylvan Road slidin' down Dill, bad bitch in the passenger seat She want dick she keep grabbin' me, I don't know if they after me Stick on me, ain't no clappin' me, it ain't safe ain't no crackin' me Letras de cancionesHear the engine on the backstreet, got his bitch on the backstreet Lotta guns on that backstreet, servin' crack on that backstreet Niggas workin', yeah they trappin', I know these streets I could trap you Suburban bitch on the backstreet, leave the block beat her back in Freaky bitch like a centipede, coochie wet, [?] Fuck on a opp baby momma while he in jail, pop his ass when he free My gang left a legacy, left a stain on the industry What they doin', boy that's all me, fuck around, pull a robbin' spree Racks on me boy these Robin jeans [?] baby toppin' me Track [?] on me, Baby Driver ain't no stoppin' me Hoe wet like a wash machine, change your last name to Valdery These pussy niggas mockeries, on my dick yeah they jockin' me Mood board, niggas watchin' me, scratch 'em off like the lottery [?], he a bitch so I'm tryin' him No [?], nigga fried 'em, blowjob [?] Fuck her for a minute tired of her, minute man bitch I'm tired of you (Welcome to 1st Class) Came from Sylvan Road slidin' down Dill, bad bitch in the passenger seat She want dick she keep grabbin' me, I don't know if they after me Stick on me, ain't no clappin' me, it ain't safe ain't no crackin' me Hear the engine on the backstreet, got his bitch on the backstreet Lotta guns on that backstreet, servin' crack on that backstreet Niggas workin', yeah they trappin', I know these streets I could trap you Suburban bitch on the backstreet, leave the block beat her back in (Welcome to 1st Class) Sylvan Road slidin' down Dill Sylvan Road slidin' down Dill Yeah, yeah, yeah Sylvan Road slidin' down Dill Sylvan Road slidin' down Dill From Letras Mania