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DJ Kay Slay
DJ Kay Slay
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Blueface
Blueface
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A Boogie wit da Hoodie
A Boogie wit da Hoodie
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Demario DeWayne White, Jr. (Moneybagg Yo)
Demario DeWayne White, Jr. (Moneybagg Yo)
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Keith Grayson
Keith Grayson
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Justin Andrew cartisano
Justin Andrew cartisano
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Patrick John Kesack
Patrick John Kesack
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Raymond f burghardt
Raymond f burghardt
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Jonathan Porter
Jonathan Porter
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ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Keith Grayson
Keith Grayson
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Justin Andrew cartisano
Justin Andrew cartisano
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Patrick John Kesack
Patrick John Kesack
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Raymond f burghardt
Raymond f burghardt
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Racketeering Music DJ Kay Slay, the drama king Vibin' with the new generation of rap Blueface, A Boogie, Moneybagg Yo, c'mon Hocus pocus, pull up with no chick Leavin' with your bitch, ayy, ayy Hocus pocus, pull up in a Ghost whip Leavin' when she blowed it Ah, nigga, listen here If I put you on a mission, make him disappear Ah, don't lose focus If you ain't got it on you, nigga, poke 'em Ah, we be wylin', yeah Don't you play with me, boy, get you outta here And now you laughin', now you jokin', I'm focused If I ain't got it on me, I'ma poke him Blueface baby (Aight), yeah aight We ain't fuckin', and I'm losin' focus, hocus pocus Hit your block in a Ford Focus, over-focused My Glock a thot, bodies like a ho, cuz Niggas gettin' popped for tryin' to poke us VVS, they say they bustin' more than the short bus Two dick, two fuck, blew up, two months You niggas rap like a lollipop, 'cause you suck I was number one, 'cause I was too much When your doe up ain't nothin' to it, she get straight to it Ooh, this the famous Crip If I pulled up, then you know the bitch fuckin' blew it Aight Hocus pocus, pull up with no chick Leavin' with your bitch, ayy, ayy Hocus pocus, pull up in a Ghost whip Leavin' when she blowed it Ah, nigga, listen here If I put you on a mission, make him disappear Ah, don't lose focus If you ain't got it on you, nigga, poke 'em Ah, we be wylin', yeah Don't you play with me, boy, get you outta here And now you laughin', now you jokin', I'm focused If I ain't got it on me, I'ma poke him Can I show you what's up? Too many rings, I'ma need another pinkie I'm the one that made your bitch disappear, Houdini She said she she vegan, come and eat on my zucchini Big bag, big balls, bread game, no panini Hunchos, I got those, turn models to toss hoes I just did a magic trick, stick it like some Activis I'm unemployed, but got work in Chicago My niggas with the shit, bust your head for a half a brick, bitch Hocus pocus, pull up with no chick Leavin' with your bitch, ayy, ayy Hocus pocus, pull up in a Ghost whip Leavin' when she blowed it Ah, nigga, listen here If I put you on a mission, make him disappear Ah, don't lose focus If you ain't got it on you, nigga, poke 'em Ah, we be wylin', yeah Don't you play with me, boy, get you outta here And now you laughin', now you join', I'm focused If I ain't got it on me, then I'ma poke him
Writer(s): Patrick Kesack, Demario White, Julius Dubose, Justin Cartisano, Keith Grayson, Jonathan Porter, Raymond Burghardt Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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