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use to be - philthy rich lyrics

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[intro]
didn’t i say we put the m in motion, b*tch?
ayy, it’s philthy, n*gga
i remember like it was yesterday
on top of foothill
next to c*town and seminary liquor
in front the vi
me, dan, rell, mall, dang
feddi
(ak, turn it up)
uh*huh, look

[chorus]
i remember how it used to be
s 63 coupe, no room for three
it was just you and me, we was late*night vibin’
fell asleep behind the wheel ’cause the syrup had me noddin’
i remember how it used to be
on the top of foothill, we was twenty deep
it was knock on you, then it was knock on me
four*way search clause, we ain’t stop for policе (uh*huh, look)

[verse 1]
first*class flight, dallas love field
i know a bunch of dallas b*tches that rеally love phil
in oak cliff, bustin’ plays in the bp with freddy
when i pull up on you, baby girl, just make sure you ready
if i come across some act’, i might relapse
rosé up in my cup, f*ck a tea app
b*tch, i’m well off, i ain’t never fell off
make sure you vacuum*seal the bags and keep the smell off
i bet my bottom dollar on my bottom ho
i’m proud of her, so i bought some prada for the ho
the mack passed it to the jack, then he passed it to me
i’ma always keep a bad b*tch in my passenger seat, it’s philth
[chorus]
i remember how it used to be
s 63 coupe, no room for three
it was just you and me, we was late*night vibin’
fell asleep behind the wheel ’cause the syrup had me noddin’
i remember how it used to be
on the top of foothill, we was twenty deep
it was knock on you, then it was knock on me
four*way search clause, we ain’t stop for police (uh*huh, look)

[verse 2]
i was just f*ckin’ them other girls, i was gon’ get right back
every time i fell off, she put me back on track
twenty*six inches on the candy*green ‘lac
rest in peace tee woods, i bought his white pontiac
they love me in detroit, flint, and pontiac
every day, i pray i could bring my n*gga feddi back
them foothill days right in front the vi
before he jumped off the porch, i was already outside
three for dub, two for ten, one for five
seminary mad circle funk or die (funk or die)
cross my heart, hope to die
stick a needle in my eye if i lie

[chorus]
i remember how it used to be
s 63 coupe, no room for three
it was just you and me, we was late*night vibin’
fell asleep behind the wheel ’cause the syrup had me noddin’
i remember how it used to be
on the top of foothill, we was twenty deep
it was knock on you, then it was knock on me
four*way search clause, we ain’t stop for police (uh*huh, look)

- philthy rich lyrics

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