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OPM - Stash Up lyrics
Put your hands up This is a stash up Pull the trigger and you're gonna get mashed up (x4) Check your a*s up Smoke grass up and if you in the back then you gonna get passed up Mateo better pass me that bong The night is short and I've been waitin' too long To enter into another dimension Pull the smoke into my lungs and release the tension By the way did I happen to mention how stash operates So start the dissection 1 2 Don't forget your crew now 3 4 Sit facin' the door 5 6 Never know when it hits 7 8 It's gonna be too late Put your hands up This is a stash up Pull the trigger and you're gonna get mashed up (x4) Now I dont give a f**k Not a single f**k Not a single solitary f**k Cause I don't give a f**k motherf**ka (x2) Ring the alarm And now the sound is dying Ring the alarm And now the stash is creeping Psychological Past diabolical Encrypted in code biological Rejected Genetically defected Or maybe just slightly misdirected Murder by numbers Straight undercover Step into my cypher and you're six feet under Do a dance and let her know that you're feelin' it Locked up cause you know I was dealin’ it Hydroponic Super bionic My HK is chrome and my bombs are atomic Step to the back with your monkey a*s Better take cover cause we're ready to blast Now I don't give a f**k Not a single f**k Not a single solitary f**k Cause I don't give a fuck motherf**ka (x7 |
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