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Lancey Foux

2 Sugars

 

2 Sugars

(album: TEEN SKUM - 2015)


Full English (61), 2 Sugars
Good 1NE, this 1NE
Good 1NE, this 1NE
Dodo, dah
I just poured the lean up by the litre, ok
I spilled the tea and bought some new machine
I fucked that little bitch, shit come clean

2 sugars with my tea
2 sugars with my tea
2 sugars with my tea
2 sugars with my tea
I know you couldn't sit with me
Drugs in my body so I stay going up
Fucking up my spleen so I stay throwing up
If you see her in the club, you know she came for us
I heard there's pagans outside trying to wait for us

Who are you?, yes I asked you
All I do is trap, fuck honeys and eat fast food (true)
I don't want little miss if she's eager
I'm a pretty prick, senorita
Baby boy, Yoko Ono, Tony Romo
I'm still selling Sonia off my dolo, Motorola
I wonder why my white girl calls my daddy? Trudy Jono
I'm still the 6th Jackson but I just went solo
Could I have a full English? and a Moschino fit, full vintage? and a light skin bird please wingless?
What else? I'm still thinking
Uh, can I have a pet monkey?, cause I know it'll still love me
If I make a mil give it to a junky cause I don't ever wanna see an addict grumpy

Then I have 2 sugars with my tea
2 sugars with my tea
2 sugars with my tea
2 sugars with my tea
I know you couldn't sit with me
Drugs in my body so I stay going up
Fucking up my spleen so I stay throwing up
If you see her in the club, you know she came for us
I heard there's pagans outside trying to wait for us

Give a fuck about your label
Give a fuck about your looms
I give a prestige ting wearing road runner boots
Fuck about a rapper I don't own none of you
Pour my sauce on a slapper cause she know what I do
Pause
Off the xans
On the lean
I got a plan
Good luck to me
I'm the man baby fuck with me
Put your stress down and your trust in me
She got a man but she leasing me
I'mma get a tan make a fridge for me
She get the Wang and Celine for me
Hush baby, don't you cry
Lancey pull up in a new ride
2 sugars, burgers and fries
Pull up in the coupe in the morning
Make you do a 1 and 2
Make you do a 3 and 4

Then I have 2 sugars with my tea
2 sugars with my tea
2 sugars with my tea
2 sugars with my tea
I know you couldn't sit with me
Drugs in my body so I stay going up
Fucking up my spleen so I stay throwing up
If you see her in the club, you know she came for us
I heard there's pagans outside trying to wait for us

done

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