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Ruff Ryders - Weed, Hoes, Dough lyrics
I'm pushin for the single yo, c'mon Yo lock the door, uh huh Ya heard, uh, uh C'mon, yeah Y'all know who it is, or should I say what it is Uh, uh [Verse 1] All Drag do is fuck bitches, and drain his body Kickin bitches out the bed and sleep next to a shottie A bitch'll never get me pump, I make niggas pump IV I'm the type to follow the cops wit a midget drivin me Make them think the car drivin itself, and I'm in the passenger seat Signal lights, stashbox, a package of D Drag dash, I'm happy to be On, this rap shit is like a jacket to me I wear it with cracks in my sleeves So I keep it on, don't never take my jacket off cuz my shit be gone What are you, lost your mind? It took my time to cut these dimes So I could dump drug a few minds, so don't make me bust a few nines Dip the T T in polish watch the shoe shine Slip in the Tunnel with a banger in my bootline All it takes is the finger to make a sour sit, linger Double R is hard, the rest of y'all is R |
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