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lirik lagu 100s 50s & glizzys – full trip

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[intro]

twano got the recipe

[verse 1 ]

never joined a band
but with this choppa
im gon rock ya
4th of july
how my n*ggas
light the block up
top shotta
p*ssy boy
burn ya top up
we gon wrap ya
get the cash
when i dap em
got money on the site
it’s been sitting for days
im juss tryna find the bin
so i can hop on a play
i seen over 1500
on the 7th of may
i’m leaving n*ggas in the dust
like a game with no play
100’s 50’s and glizzys
40 dollars
and tittys
take another shot
to the head baby
we litty
stay away from n*ggas
i know they hate
and they envy
i done lost some people
that was swearing they was with me
lil mama p*ssy so sweet
call it simply
she gon suck it dry
until my lil man limpy
and i keep a stash
like accounts where the rent be
n*ggas say they dogs
but they fold like blimpies
smokin on this gas
got me higher than a blimp be
do or die
i get my cash on the road
get a load
make a couple phone
calls and it’s gone
shawty sendin me some fl!cks
like baby come home
people tellin me i next
i’m like i already i kno
and i can never just lack
i gotta stay witta pole
my n*gga smackin off a bwat
yea i ride wit my zoe’s
i keep everything a hunnid
yea i stand 10 toes

[chorus]

(100’s 50’s and glizzys
40 dollars
and tittys

get the paper
count a roll
get the bag
and i’m gone

100’s 50’s and glizzys
40 dollars
and tittys

get the paper
count a roll
get the bag
and i’m gone

i get the paper
count a roll
get the bag
and i’m gone
get the paper
count a roll
get the bag
and i’m gone

[verse 2}

my n*gga f*cked me over
got me so d*mn cold
yeah i know you gotta benz
but it’s so d*mn old
i f*cked a couple n*ggas b*tches
had to leave it alone
i gotta shawty at tha crib
that think i’m doing her wrong
this n*gga did no time
so i kno that he told
ain’t no snitchin on my side
yea we stick to the code
i got a list of n*ggas
and the money they owe
tuck the rocket
in my pocket
and i pray for my soul
i be stretching every dollar
like i had it prepared
nowadays these b*tches stare
remember p*ssy was scarce
get it how you live
you flex cash
i get it
can’t n0body
come in between
me & my digits
i can’t let em up me
gotta stay on my pivot
feel like heavy metal
i’m locked in no rivets
plug called my phone
with exotic
say what’s the ticket
magician with the work
touchdown
it’s missin
[chorus]

100’s 50’s and glizzys
40 dollars
and tittys

get the paper
count a roll
grab a bag
and i’m gone

100’s 50’s and glizzys
40 dollars
and tittys

get the paper
count a roll
grab a bag
and i’m gone

i get the paper
count a roll
grab a bag
and i’m gone

i get the paper
count a roll
grab a bag
and i’m gone