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stop/eject - john corban lyrics

[intro: lil wood]
(okay)
my plug was low on 30s
bout to spend some money on some 20s
30 minutes later, riding dirty with the same 30s
(bout to spend some money)
30 minutes later, my nose was getting runny
how that work out, sh*t it’s kinda funny

[verse i: lil wood]
cuz i’m sipping on a sprite tonight despite my spite for life
i grab my rifle shot ‘em in da eyehole
i swerve a motherf*cker break his ankles
cutting off his feet
put ‘em 6’ deep
no floating when you cut up into pieces
yeah

so i put dat wattage in yo mamas cottage
wadding up my d*ck up in yo mamas bottom
yea i’m pouring a bottle while she giving me knowledge
yea i’m spilling it all out while her head is getting shot up
wit a nut, put it in her b*tt
put my d*ck in her derrière
at the library in a chair
put my nut up in a librarian hair
now she deaf in the left cuz i got it all up in her ear
yeah
yeah
she suckin my d*ck in the rain
while i drivin down 378
yeah

just make sure dat box is grippy as them socks
or imma put that p*ssy in my pocket b*tch
f*ck it later when i’m off tha sh*ts
f*ck it while she p*ss
put it in all your holes don’t forget the armpits

[refrain: lil wood, john corban]
my plug was low on 30s
bout to spend some money on some 20s
30 minutes later, riding dirty with the same 30s
(bout to spend some money)
30 minutes later, my nose was getting runny
how that work out, sh*t it’s kinda funny
yeah, it’s kinda funny the i’m always separated from my money
need a lil honey
jump up on my d*ck like a bunny

[verse ii:john corban]
gonna crash out
f*ck i needa black out
grab my b*tch
blow her back out
throw her on the mattress
treat her like a p*rno actress
she don’t really care
grab her by the hair
drag her over there
make her swallow my b*lls up against the wall
make her arch her back with that fat cat
and that fat motherf*cking ass

run it back and hit my stash
got cocaine in my cigarette pack
slamming shots back to back
waiting on a f*cking heart attack

got a couple dollars rolled up
in antic*p*tion for the pull up
plug talking bout the money that i owe
so i sold my soul for some dough
and i blew it on some blow
“why?”, you ask me
i don’t know
call back later to get some more
now my nose is leaking all over the floor
got the blood red snow
though my flows are colder than my bro’s
my hoe wanna be on all fours
while we go in and out the back door
(while we go in and out the back door)

- john corban lyrics

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