No Front

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    Grow up, nigga
    Yeah, yeah

    A front, nigga, this is not that (no, this is not a front)
    I hunt niggas down and blow em' back (boom)
    I'm smokin' while I'm countin' blue cheese
    A blunt, that's for every single stack
    Ferrari and the spoiler came attached
    A hundred somethin' thousand spent on that
    Filet mignon, crab well done
    Super hot, a tan with no Sun (yeah)

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    Like craig, I'm still the man with no gun
    Serve a nigga beef with no bun
    Niggas got a foul, and one (now why the fuck is you foul?)
    Fur coat, style cam'ron (cam'ron)
    New Versace towel, step on (step on)
    She wetter than a cloud, umbrella (oh, yeah)
    She wanna stay the night, can't let her (can't let her)
    She had to go, so I had to tell her
    A life without a drum is no fun
    A hundred plus shots and one gun (boom)
    A hundred shots of lean, not rum
    I don't drink liquor, just lean
    Never popped a pill, not one bean
    Used to serve the fiends one thing (tell 'em)
    Baking soda rocks with chlorine (tell 'em)
    Faygo soda, popping codeine (yeah)
    The highest, flyest guy with no wings
    Moncler orthopedics, no strings
    Used to have to eat the sardines
    Glizzy on the waist by all means
    You can't put out the flame with no breeze
    You can't grow this weed with those seeds
    You can't pull a bitch with those beads
    Easel diesel, vvs stones
    My whole gang got bawskee vests on
    Bulletproof to keep the chest strong
    Give me someone else to flex on
    All you niggas soft, get pressed on

    A front, nigga, this is not that (no, this is not a front)
    I hunt niggas down and blow em' back (boom)
    I'm smokin' while I'm countin' blue cheese
    A blunt, that's for every single stack
    Ferrari and the spoiler came attached
    A hundred somethin' thousand spent on that
    Filet mignon, crab well done
    Super hot, a tan with no Sun (yeah)
    A front, nigga, this is not that
    I hunt niggas down and blow em' back (boom)
    I'm smokin' while I'm countin' blue cheese
    A blunt, that's for every single stack
    Ferrari and the spoiler came attached
    A hundred somethin' thousand spent on that
    Filet mignon, crab well done
    Super hot, a tan with no Sun (yeah)

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    Composición: Deshawn Terry Jackson y Comethazine

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