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mucinex - stanwill lyrics

[intro]
(danny g on the beat)
b*tch, i ain’t new to this, i’m true to this
b*tch, i ain’t new to this, i’m true to this
(ooh, sh*t, that’s a danny g beat)
b*tch, dog sh*t militia
(byekyle)

[verse]
i just blew the wrist
told your ho i could be hurt, sh*t, i can’t do the kiss
in that mattress she an actress, we gon’ shoot a fl!ck
quick to step on oppies, it’s a shame the way i do the ricks
threw a stabilizer on the ar, i can’t do the kick
he ain’t put no hours in that gym, now he can’t shoot a switch
in that what the f*ck i’m fast and furious like ludacris
need a f*ckin’ sponsor, go tell charmin that i do this sh*t
if i catch you with them n*ggas, don’t know who to hit
b*tch so f*ckin’ spoiled, she heard no and she done threw a fit
name the glocky lolli, you get popped if i hеar you a l!ck
thirty round banana in this ak made him do a split
your ho blew a d*ck
ar with the drummеr boy attached can shoot from 2 to 6
only thing them members know is shoot, guess they don’t do assists
deuce deuce deuce in this juice, bro gon’ do a six
me and your ho, we finna do the ricks
it took you forever just to make it and you blew it quick
tell me how the f*ck it’s beef? i don’t know you exist
made him think i’m sketchin’ with my glocky, i done drew it quick
pot up on the stove, but we ain’t doin’ grits
caught my oldest shoppin’, shot my newest bl!ck
probably rockin’ rude, i’m with my rudest b*tch
shootin’ .223s, boy, i ain’t shootin’ fists
threw the three*percents around the amg, can’t do the fish
you don’t never spend no money on her, gave your boo the ick
all my pendants p*ssy, that sh*t funny, all i do is sh*t
why the f*ck you talkin’ to them people? you can’t do the fifth
in the spotlight now, guess everything we doin’ lit
brodie in that trx in traffic like a lunatic
tryna make a hit while cuddy doin’ hits
she ain’t tryna eat no d*ck, then watch how quick i boot a b*tch
i ain’t new to this, i’m true to this
tryna knuckle up with the militia, he the stupidest
he ain’t met no n*gga with that pape’, i said, “get used to it”
buffies with the snotty pointers, b*tch, i need some mucinex
[outro]
b*tch, dog sh*t militia

- stanwill lyrics

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