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Titres les plus populaires de Ali Buckets
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COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Kenneth Mundy
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Juan Alexander
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Robert Weatherly
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Got a thirty rack jumping and I'm hopping
Smoking on this dodie tell your bitch get off my noggin
Saying swear to god don't hide the fact that you be flodgin
I ain't trying to answer so you right I'm fucking dodging
Smoking super dope with the homies yeah we got it
All this fucking liquor gonna put me in a coffin
Why you worried bout me when your girl is out here thotting
Smoking on the ganja while you smoking on the rotten
I don't talk about it I just keep it in my pocket
Rather go and get it ain't no kidding bout my profit
Saw my competition I'm not flinching better stop it
Shaky like a fidget you won't spin me fuck the flodgin
I been on a level up
Foot been on the pedal stuck
You not who you claiming bruh
Gotta be accepted huh
Not me I don't the validation
I'm a legend in the making
You a goofy who be faking
Best believe that made a statement
You can't hide little baby
You on dirt I'm too clean to waste my time on hating
Watch me work how you eating with no kind of craving
You lack concentration
I don't have no part in that
Doe on line I'll call you back
Got a thirty rack jumping and I'm hopping
Smoking on this dodie tell your bitch get off my noggin
Saying swear to god don't hide the fact that you be flodgin
I ain't trying to answer so you right I'm fucking dodging
Smoking super dope with the homies yeah we got it
All this fucking liquor gonna put me in a coffin
Why you worried bout me when your girl is out here thotting
Smoking on the ganja while you smoking on the rotten
Supposedly I got it
At least that's what I hear
If I do I never flaunt it
To keep people unclear
I don't like em in my business, my business
Call my phone I'm like who is it
I be ducked off way off
And you can't come to where I live at
They don't want smoke
Cause they can't toke
Me I never choke
Take it to the chest
Screaming fuck the stress
Cause I got next
Got a thirty rack jumping and I'm hopping
Smoking on this dodie tell your bitch get off my noggin
Saying swear to god don't hide the fact that you be flodgin
I ain't trying to answer so you right I'm fucking dodging
Smoking super dope with the homies yeah we got it
All this fucking liquor gonna put me in a coffin
Why you worried bout me when your girl is out here thotting
Smoking on the ganja while you smoking on the rotten
Writer(s): Kenneth Mundy
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