Girl - Last Dude/Juice.mp3

[00:11.075]F*ck the blunt up, then f*ck your momma
[00:14.316]My VvS cold, like a arctic tundra
[00:17.244]That .40 on me, woah, you don't want no problems
[00:20.053]And you best proceed with some caution, yeah
[00:23.849]This song for the girl with the blonde hair
[00:26.803]Suck me up good, give me Becky, like, yeah
[00:29.578]he ride it, like, yeah, in a Versace chair
[00:32.556]Her boyfriend heated like a grill, no hibachi, yeah
[00:35.959]I'm sad as hell, mind everywhere
[00:41.659]Still mind over matter
[00:43.386]Pockets getting fatter, elevate lilke a ladder
[00:47.492]Bae,it's 3AM, I'm tryna blow your back (Blow your back)
[00:50.038]Toot that in the air, baby, and throw it back (Throw it back)
[00:52.918]Hail Mary, throw that like a quarterback (Like a quarterback)
[00:58.911]Love the pill selection that you do with me (Oh)
[01:01.952]Armani, Chanel, ain't nothin' new to me (Yeah)
[01:03.957]Love the way you get on top, you're screwin' me (Oh)
[01:07.474]Baby girl, I love the things you do to me (Yeah)
[01:10.032]Let's make plans, draw outlines
[01:12.891]Take this chance of a life time
[01:15.755]Replacements, there ain't no one
[01:18.380]I go through the most, but you help me stay afloat
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[01:21.321]F*ck the blunt up, then f*ck your momma
[01:24.062]My VvS cold, like a arctic tundra
[01:27.018]That .40 on me, woah, you don't want no problems
[01:29.995]And you best proceed with some caution, yeah
[01:33.671]This song for the girl with the blonde hair
[01:36.503]Suck me up good, give me Becky, like, yeah
[01:39.429]he ride it, like, yeah, in a Versace chair
[01:42.304]Her boyfriend heated like a grill, no hibachi, yeah
[01:44.960]She said that it's sad and (Oh, no)
[01:46.858]She think I got a habit (Oh no)
[01:47.182]She think I got a habit (Oh no)
[01:49.484]Nowadays, the Perc out, it ain't lastin'
[01:51.608]I can't see you, l'm too focused on the cabbage
[01:54.027]I'ma keep on makin' magic, as long as my drugs involved
[01:56.276]Sometimes I get lost in my thoughts, I'm gone
[01:59.396]Some days high tides, some black skies
[02:01.990]I know you don't really love me,just my songs
[02:05.046]Demons leave my crib with bloody nose and black eyes
[02:07.686]Pop another one when l'm alone in my room
[02:11.156]Me and her can share the world and end up being selfish, uh
[02:14.500]Pretty as hell, feel her like braille, Cupid nailed it
[02:17.111]She my umbrella when the rain storms hit
[02:18.592]
[02:19.569]F*ck the blunt up, then f*ck your momma
[02:22.285]My VvS cold, like a arctic tundra
[02:25.174]That .40 on me, woah, you don't want no problems
[02:28.094]And you best proceed with some caution, yeah
[02:31.852]This song for the girl with the blonde hair
[02:34.729]Suck me up good, give me Becky, like, yeah
[02:37.483]he ride it, like, yeah, in a Versace chair
[02:40.597]Her boyfriend heated like a grill, no hibachi, yeah