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smelly - 392 lil head lyrics

[intro]
belt gang
n*gga

[verse]
i’m a money*gettin’ n*gga, all these hoes gon’ f*ck for pape’ (cashgang)
i’m really fresh off of a drill, my mama say i smell like the drac’ (hrrt, hrrt)
he apologized for dissin’, still got shot all in his face
she don’t want me slidin’ with my son, told the b*tch stay in her place (for real)
i get out here by myself, these n*ggas don’t even own a gun (get a pipe)
the feds better tie they shoes up, all my n*ggas on the run
catch a n*gga off the liquor, that’s his last time havin’ fun
said he was smokin’ on my sister, he got shot all in his lung
it’s okay, you ain’t slidin’, better put it on this strike (uh*huh)
spent a thousand on a switchy, you won’t even blow your pipe (get a gun)
your b*tch on me, i don’t like here, i might pull up and just pipe her
don’t be playin’ with my money, in my hood, they call me tyson (n*gga)
real*deal slime, i backdoor my mans if he trippin’ (for real)
i be everywhere by myself, still won’t never catch me slippin’
all my hoes know i’m p, i’m always ridin’ ’round with that chicken (chicken p)
opp b*tch called me broke, i ain’t gon’ lie, i’m offended (hahaha)

- 392 lil head lyrics

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