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Travis Scott - 5% TINT (Audio)
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Travis Scott
Travis Scott
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Goodie Mob
Goodie Mob
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Trocon Roberts
Trocon Roberts
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MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
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Rico Wade
Rico Wade
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Patrick Brown
Patrick Brown
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Ray Murray
Ray Murray
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Cameron Gipp
Cameron Gipp
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Willie Knighton Jr.
Willie Knighton Jr.
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Robert Barnett
Robert Barnett
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Thomas Callaway
Thomas Callaway
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Travis Scott
Travis Scott
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Travis Scott
Travis Scott
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MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
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Jimmy Cash
Jimmy Cash
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Sean Solymor
Sean Solymor
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FKi 1st
FKi 1st
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John Armstrong
John Armstrong
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Who's that creeping through my window? Before you come outside I got the info Took her to the endzone from the the endzo Know I love to smoke, you love to lick more Want to interject on you call for All that out your new shit that ain't called for Who that creepin' on the tennis guard 5% All that fall in love shit she got it Kevin Hart (Kev) All that speed and flash shit, we might teleport (skrr) All that cop arrest shit I might might clip a sarge (twelve) Keep bouncin' that ass you just might get a wart (yeah) If she bad, she get a pass into the tour (passes yeah) I've been through the family got a bad sister like Janey I'm south-side don't panic Got a switch, got a change no transit Still jumpin' 'round move antsy And I still don't like shit fancy I been feelin' real trancy They're outside they really tryin' to end me Who's that creeping through my window? Before you come outside I got the info Took her to the endzone from the the endzo Know I love to smoke, you love to lick more Want to interject on what you call for All that out your new shit that ain't called for Who the fuck is this? That's somebody baby mama inside of the Benz While I'm tryna tip Shawty said she holding got a razor in her lip Mix my cup and twist one up, I love that ratchet shit She like "Iced out wrist, iced out, iced out wrist" (iced out wrist) Fuck don't kiss, fuck she fuck don't kiss (muwah) Look like friends, but she say they twins (twins) Jump right in, there's leg room in this Benz (leg room in this Benz) Ten miles to the crib you know that's deep (yeah) I think there's someone out there that's watching me Who's that creeping through my window? Before you come outside I got the info Took her to the end zone from the the endzo Know I love to smoke, you love to lick more Want to interject on you call for All that out your new shit that ain't called for
Writer(s): Willie Edward Knighton, Cameron F. Gipp, Trocon Markous Roberts, Rico Wade, Raymon Murray, Patrick Brown, Jacques Webster, Robert Terrance Barnett, Mike G. Dean Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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