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Sheek Louch

Trafficking

 

Trafficking

(album: Beast Mode, Vol. 1 - 2018)


[Dyce Payne:]
Riding on the freeway, chasin money everyday
And I don't care, no, I could stay in the house all day
I stood outside with overtime
I rep my city all the time
Young niggas we came up doin crime

[Sheek Louch:]
Oh, you thought niggas just was rappin
Till you came outside, and they was clappin
See nothing, I don't know what's happening
Everything I drop, that shit be slappin
Fuck lotto, Imma catch a lick
After this bottle, she goin get this dick
You can have her back, I make it quick
All this money made them niggas sick
See that Rolli, that's a 50 piece
That other bitch, that's his other niece
The lil one, grab my other piece
He a goon, I'm another beast

[Dyce Payne:]
Riding on the freeway, chasin money everyday
And I don't care, no, I could stay in the house all day
I stood outside with overtime
I rep my city all the time
Young niggas we came up doin crime

[Sheek Louch:]
I ain't call you back cause you bor me
Her pussy, that's another story
Like my first Nintendo or Atari
Throw the dice, like I play Monopoly
In the club, when I first saw yo face
No way, I made millions with my nigga Puffy
Did it again with my nigga Wonndy
All this weight, no jet ski
Got a nine inside my Maserati
If I fuck with you, I do it for free

[Dyce Payne:]
Riding on the freeway, chasin money everyday
And I don't care, no, I could stay in the house all day
I stood outside with overtime
I rep my city all the time
Young niggas we came up doin crime

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