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Lyrics:

Kush And A Swisher
money Over Bitches
never Kill A Woman
unless She A Witness
all About My Business
survival Of The Fittest
let Me Had My Weed In Her Titties
bitch I Got The Cash In A Rubber Band
i Got The Glock Already Cocked, Boom
fuckin With A Niggea Meet My Muthafuckin Goons
sorry For The Wait Carter 4 Coming Soon
light It Up Cause I'm A Smoker
she Tried To Deep Throat I Fucked Around And Choked Her
it's Young Money Mothafucka Game Over
shots Leave Your Body Looking You Doin Yoga
and Lord Knows I Am A Sinner Pain Pills For Dinner
bitch I'm Getting Money Like I Got A Money Printer
i Got A Chopper And A Trimmer Shootin Like Jimmer You Comin
in That Water Boy Ya Better Be A Swimmer
i Aint Worried Bout Yall I'm Sittin In My Hole
while Miss Anita Baker Say You Bringin Me Joy
i Came Straight Outta Jail And Did My Thang On These
boys And We All Yelled Fuck You Bitch And Kept Goin
i'm On And That's Right Baby And I Aint Goin Out This Bitch
without A Fight Baby One Request Please Don't Bite
baby I Got Some Bomb Ass Pussy From A White Lady
i Aint Lyin Ima Shine Like A Nickel Or A Diamond
i Smoke A Lot Of Weed To Keep Them Bitches Of My Mind
girl, Stop Talking That Shit Gone Suck A Nigga Dick
for A New Outfit, And Even If The Sky Comes Fallin
bitch Ima Still Be High I Got Faith In My Weed Man
but Lil Niggas Got Yay By The Bean Bag Hit Yo Ass From
the Side Like A Screen Pass And That Red Bandanna Is The
team Flag Yeah, All Up In Yo Fuckin Face Tez Pushed The
ablum Back Sorry For The Wait