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pussy cracka - imrich lyrics

[chorus]
tucked up in my pocket, then i blow
you is not even loyal, yous a hoe
b*tch, i cracked the code, cracked that crackas hoe
i been doing crack, i done cracked his nose
you get hit, these bullets hurt this ain’t nerf
and i got that mag, its gon do you worse
she like my style, she like my sh*t, she tryna flirt
she like my style, she like my sh*t, she tryna flirt
[verse]
we heard you talking smack, put you in a pack
them crackas money, its getting subtracted
can’t live without my drugs, i gotta have my crack
you can’t have my b*tch, cause now my b*tch is cracked
talking all that sh*t, all that yap
she off the drank, now she yack
big baller like a cracka name was shaq
imrich, imrich, imrich imrich, i needa count my racks
if you talkin’ crazy, you get smacked out
ain’t no chill, i ain’t ever backin’ down
my pocket full of stacks, i don’t need a handout
got the foreign whip, take it for a spin now
slap the sh*t out of cracka, got my hand out
wwe, give this cracka a smackdown
heard he turned on me, ok, he a rat now
im always strapped, b*tches always give me patdowns
[chorus]
tucked up in my pocket, then i blow
you is not even loyal, yous a hoe
b*tch, i cracked the code, cracked that crackas hoe
i been doing crack, i done cracked his nose
you get hit, these bullets hurt this ain’t nerf
and i got that mag, its gon do you worse
she like my style, she like my sh*t, she tryna flirt
she like my style, she like my sh*t, she tryna flirt

- imrich lyrics

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