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1942 - kerch dolla lyrics

[chorus: kerch dolla]
i’m not a drunk, but every day, i drink 1942
i know how that p*ssy feel, baby, but how are you?
them lil n*ggas sick with a glock, i make them sneeze on you
bring your honey round me, i’ma put the bees on her
[?] in the winter, na, we don’t need [?]
you a f*ck n*gga, but still call me if you need something
don’t give me sh*t that i don’t ask for, ’cause i don’t want it
slide by your house and drop a hundred, now it’s [?]

[verse 1: kerch dolla]
my cousin threw ryms on [?] ride
when a n*gga keep [?], i can tell he lying
if you don’t see a n*gga lit, godd*mn, you blind
you that thick and don’t trick? you one of a kind
tell myself not to f*ck raw, and i be trying
they ask me what’s the price for n*ggas’ heads? a dime
i eat the p*ssy crazy, she squert, i drown
i jumped in that water, a mermade i found
whеn n*ggas broke, they favorite word is i’m out of town
thеn talk about how you ain’t sh*t when you not around
that one n*gga i missed then, i got him now
i’ll take your word for what it is, if you don’t get it [?]
i can’t recall the last time i seen n*ggas driving
must have bought him a bunker, the way n*ggas hiding
my mans dead, but my other mans fried
most of the time, you see me laughing [?] keep them [?]
[chorus: kerch dolla]
i’m not a drunk, but every day, i drink 1942
i know how that p*ssy feel, baby, but how are you?
them lil n*ggas sick with a glock, i make them sneeze on you
bring your honey round me, i’ma put the bees on her
[?] in the winter, na, we don’t need [?]
you a f*ck n*gga, but still call me if you need something
don’t give me sh*t that i don’t ask for, ’cause i don’t want it
slide by your house and drop a hundred, now it’s [?]

[verse 2: boldy james]
yeah
slap a drum on it
how the f*ck you say you stepping, when we stood on it?
it’s concreet [?] drugs on it
younging, he the type to shoot [?] if we get pulled over
n*gga couldn’t stop this run with a bulldozer
the fnn in my slim [?] under my pullover
dolla bill, where we at, with the [?]
k.p. just pulled up eating chickpeas
everything but the kicks, n*gga, big b’s
broke a quarter brick of blow down in 4 63’s
no days off, never took a sick leave
i put that chetty on your head, like a quick [?]
in the ghetto with my wolves, [?] big [?]
hundred ninty bands in my [?] got some [?]
been doing this since [?] ten speed
big chopper turn a superman into chris reeves
[chorus: kerch dolla]
i’m not a drunk, but every day, i drink 1942
i know how that p*ssy feel, baby, but how are you?
them lil n*ggas sick with a glock, i make them sneeze on you
bring your honey round me, i’ma put the bees on her
[?] in the winter, na, we don’t need [?]
you a f*ck n*gga, but still call me if you need something
don’t give me sh*t that i don’t ask for, ’cause i don’t want it
slide by your house and drop a hundred, now it’s [?]

- kerch dolla lyrics

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