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platinum kidd - allstar lee lyrics

[verse 1: allstar lee]
don’t my phone for that small sh*t, come cop a bird
you see the money on me, i ain’t gotta say a word
bad bag for your b*tch, i’ma strike a nerve
before we had foreigns, n*gga, we had strikers first
she like me, they could never make me hate you
a bad b*tch wouldn’t never ever date you
when we hit the club, n*gga, we walk straight through
and if you want a verse, n*gga, send that pape’ through
hit a brick with the mix, you could make two
nah, this sh*t i got, n*gga, you could make a few
took a baddie and the racks on a date too
that body bustin’ and she got a pretty face too
yeah, yeah, that’s what i like
givin’ head all day and night, yeah, that’s my type
come through skatin’ 7 60 with the blue lights
diamonds havin’ a party in my cuban, this sh*t too hype
and i know just what your boo like
put her on the flight, introduce her to a new life
pop a g6, she been rollin’ for a few nights
had the plug drop the load, get the whole crew right
me and kidd two rich n*ggas from the six
ho, stop playin’, come suck a n*gga d*ck
i took chances with a hundred years in the whip
just to ice my neck and wrist, you ain’t known for sellin’ sh*t, lame
[verse 2: cash kidd]
.45 made me walk like i got hip pain
barefoot, i hit your b*tch bare like tee grizz chain
huh, get rained, hop in the foreign, switch lanes
need a ‘fit change, these amiris only fit change
somebody talk me out of icin’ out a pimp chain
i feel like a teacher, when i’m bored, i let the stick bang
yeah, they gon’ chalk the ground like a kid game
just hit a l!ck on a square but this ain’t squid games
man down in the field, we gotta take a knee
a cold must be goin’ around, his whole family makin’ tees
i never seen you with no hoes, boy, it’s make believe
shooters waitin’ on me to say the word like they could barely read
you ever seen a bebe kid dripped in chrome heart?
yeah, trappin’ hard, sellin’ pounds like a p*rn star
yeah, sellin’ pounds like a phone star
ain’t no money in that lil’*ass house, what you at home for?
when your b*tch tell you i’m her p, it ain’t no cold sore
when i say i’m bust down in your city, i ain’t on tour
i feel like [?], i walk in and they ice me up
p*ss on all my opps, they suck my ears bleedin’ like donald trump
shot they n*gga legs off but he still runnin’ out of luck
walked him down, fire him up, boy, i got my di— ayy
i feel like true scholar, boy, my t**th shinin’ and they bright as f*ck
i just freestyled on a— ayy

- allstar lee lyrics

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