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Pharmacist
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Ilya Igorevich Gulin
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ilya Igorevich Gulin
Songwriter
Letra
I'm just telling you about it and getting all sad and drunk
Did you like that after you fucked Becky
Doesn't matter
Why when you go-
Bitch my pocket swoled up
I was into gambling
Nigga hit the concrete
When I knock the socks off
You can talk yo ass off
My step daddy Darrel taught me how to play the broad
And how to cut game like a motherfucking chainsaw
Man I hate the police
Lawyers got me sowed up
Now every time you bitches got to fire that thang up
Ghetto ass nigga
From a ghetto ass neighborhood
I'm meant to kill, trill, nigga
I ain't got no love
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I was into gambling
Nigga hit the concrete
When I knock the socks off
You can talk yo ass off
My step daddy Darrel taught me how to play the broad
And how to cut game like a motherfucking chainsaw
Man I hate the police
Lawyers got me sowed up
Now every time you bitches got to fire that thang up
Ghetto ass nigga
From a ghetto ass neighborhood
I'm meant to kill, trill, nigga
I ain't got no love
Cock suck
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Writer(s): Derrick Dewayne Hill, Ilya Igorevich Gulin
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