he say he the plug - lolife blacc lyrics
intro: lil shuan
shaun on tha beat
shaun on tha beat
chorus: lolife blacc
man… this n*gga say he ‘the plug’
boy! you still get fronted drugs..
you cup look light..; you say you ‘pourin mud’?
‘and you ’pposed to be ‘the plug’…
why you still come shop wit’ us?
yo’ money short.. boy, you ain’t gettin’ sh*t from us
man… this n*gga say he ‘the plug’
boy! you still get fronted drugs..
you cup look light..; you say you ‘pourin mud’?
and you ‘pposed to be ‘the plug’…
why you still come shop wit’ us?
yo’ money short.. boy, you ain’t gettin’ sh*t from us
and you ‘pposed to be ‘the plug’…
verse 1: lolife blacc
piped up backwards… you done f*cked yo’ bossman’s money
c*o*d, when i pull up; ain’t doin’ no frontin’
front do’, back do’; still pull tricks for da money
stayed down, flipped that sh*t; i spend my own money
never been a ‘worker’, but you still can get some work from me
22*hundred pounds, i back that truck up; get yo’ spot bumpin’
got pure ‘gambin’ 31, hit with cut.. and it’s still jumpin’
1*36, yo’ money short… that’s why yo’ nose burnin’
b*tch, you lookin’ at the ‘socket’, i’ll sh*t on your plug
break down 4*48’s, and still would serve a b*tch a ‘dub’
went from half’s, to bags, to ‘cuties’ to ‘zips’
it’s sad to say…this some sad sh*t…
chorus: lolife blacc
man… this n*gga say he ‘the plug’
boy! you still get fronted drugs..
you cup look light..; you say you ‘pourin mud’?
‘and you ‘pposed to be ‘the plug’…
why you still come shop wit’ us?
yo’ money short.. boy, you ain’t gettin’ sh*t from us
man… this n*gga say he ‘the plug’
boy! you still get fronted drugs..
you cup look light..; you say you ‘pourin mud’?
and you ‘pposed to be ‘the plug’…
why you still come shop wit’ us?
yo’ money short.. boy, you ain’t gettin’ sh*t from us
and you ‘pposed to be ‘the plug’…
verse 2: mpa turk
i had a dream, i was in medellín
lookin’ for things, then some men started askin’ me*
‘did i want some clean?’, i said, “yeah”
he said, ‘he had a friend’ who a mexican
who gon’ stamp ’em, wrap ’em in saran, crab ’em in a van
“how far you can get ’em?”, ‘all the way to texarkana’
i said, “cool, i’ma grab ’em; stash ’em, **alabama”
’33’ me, patrick ewing, in the atlanta
a mill’ a week, at ease; 23’s on the phantom
b*tch, free me; po’ 3’s in my fanta
yo’ b*tch on her knees, givin’ cheese ona’ camera
she gon’ sneeze on my ‘d’, for some ri’, ri’ sandals (hahaha)
chorus: lolife blacc
man… this n*gga say he ‘the plug’
boy! you still get fronted drugs..
you cup look light..; you say you ‘pourin mud’?
‘and you ‘pposed to be ‘the plug’…
why you still come shop wit’ us?
yo’ money short.. boy, you ain’t gettin’ sh*t from us
man… this n*gga say he ‘the plug’
boy! you still get fronted drugs..
you cup look light..; you say you ‘pourin mud’?
and you ‘pposed to be ‘the plug’…
why you still come shop wit’ us?
yo’ money short.. boy, you ain’t gettin’ sh*t from us
and you ‘pposed to be ‘the plug’…
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