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(Hit-Boy) Jump back in the pocket Studied the tape, sat back and plotted and read on the topic My only conclusion, my n, these ns ain't solid I do this shit for the love I been told them that we the plug Now Hit in the socket Bitch I'm the State Champ Too many moments I made crack I couldn't get them to throw a raft So I'm going overboard overmax I got some enemies I gotta bleed em I gotta seed And I gotta feed em I got two wrists and I had to freeze em I run this shit up from season to season, look State Champ (DOM KENNEDY) Poor the drank, I'on wear a cape Get the yellow tape, it's a wrap for these ns (it's a wrap) It's a wrap Poor the drank, I'on wear a cape Get the yellow tape, it's a wrap for you ns (it's a wrap) It's a wrap (Jay 305) Chanel scarf, two racks That's silk, bitch That butterfly, that's needles on some other shit Came with a other bitch, left with another bitch Five racks on the fit, but I be on gutta shit Yeah I'm in the projects, Nickerson, Jordan Downs, Jungles Y'all ns know me I be all around Ghetto superstar since I was 16 Let it breathe Grand projects I'm in the NYC Pour the drink, Casa Azul (DOM KENNEDY) Poor the drank, I'on wear a cape Get the yellow tape, it's a wrap for these ns (it's a wrap) It's a wrap Poor the drank, I'on wear a cape Get the yellow tape, it's a wrap for you ns (it's a wrap) It's a wrap
Writer(s): Chauncey A. Hollis, Ryan Alexander Martinez, Jay Cummins, David Jeffries, Dom Kennedy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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