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Frontline

 

Frontline


She wanna fuck for a bag don't know what she thinking that bitch outta mind
You know we rock with them straps, catch lill boy out then he die
I got my shoota he outta line
I had to leave that bitch can't waste no time
My lil shoota on the frontline!

Play in this bitch you!
Die!
Bitch Don't Hit My!
Line!
Bitch Don't Even Try!
Lie!
Hop in that bitch it Fly!
Bullets gone fly!
Flopped he died!
Bullets on him gone fly
Finna roll up the Opp I'm fried!
I remember the time I cried!
It was back when my nigga had died!
It ain't feel nun like real life
I'm gettin racks now I'm livin life
I'm with that nat nat she trife
Were gonna make his ass snap back like a bike
I'm on the pills I'm right
She wanna fuck all night

She wanna fuck for a bag don't know what she thinking that bitch outta mind
You know we rock with them straps, catch lill boy out then he die
I got my shoota he outta line
I had to leave that bitch can't waste no time
My lil shoota on the frontline!

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