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They should know who I am CC or Crystal Caines, chill bitch I'll take your man Asap ferg: Who got that work? She got that work (I got that work) Who got that work? (I got that work) Crystal Caines: I roll with a different breed cuz really don't need no features Aura on high word to Ferg, 'got that bass that'll work your fucking speakers Caines in the house Yeah i roll with the black girl carry white girl and the white girl go strange in the house Now the white girl take the white girl in the bathroom Now she goin nuts cocaines in her mouth Crystal Caines all in her brain High as a kite with that look on her face Said in the morning won't remember your name and she pussy poppin' her friends doing the same Molly poppin' pupils dilated gone in the brain she wild wasted Gone in the brain she wild wasted i said gone in the brain she wild wasted We roll with them fuckin' gangstas cocaina sniff it off my banga' Man motherfuck u niggas middle fingers in the air we dont care supply that work every year yeah yeah She like that cocaina sniff it off my banga" (sunshine) She like that cocaina sniff it off my banga' (whiteline) She like that cocaina coca cocaina sniff it off couple model bitches Twerk (sunshine all of the white lines all of the whiteline) x2 All these damn mosquitos In puerto rico Fighting a mosquito Met a stripper bitch that got an ass full of nino Can't go a day without a drink or a kilo She on a fish scale, now she finding Nemo I ain't gon' lie, she a fiend on the D-low The bitch took a brick to the face like Debo Or Al Pacino, point the Desert Eagle Busting everybody in the mothafuckin D/O Welcome to my little little friend Writing white lines with a little little pen Spitting riddles and fiddles that kill you to the end You slit in the middle, you skittles little man (Your girl sniff it off the pickle in a little benz) You mad cause you see us through the little little tint And that made your ass a little little tense Dump him in the water and give him a little rinse Can you swim? No Ain't no fucking body, that's surviving through the flow Im collecting bodies like tsunamis when i flow I be catching hommeys like a zombie when i flow Sippin' Pina coolada's with models on the boat I be getting dollars, holla if you broke Holla if u broke All these bitches on our blow She like that cocaina sniff it off my banga' (sunshine) She like that cocaina sniff it off my banga' (whiteline) She like that cocaina coca cocaina sniff it off couple model bitches Twerk (sunshine all of the white lines all of the whiteline) x2
Writer(s): Darold Durard Brown, Crystal Caines, Joshua Dixon, Vance Padmore Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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