Never Gon Lose

Future

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    This bitch from australian and I'm an alien
    I sip out a cup of this shit, it's so muddy
    But I love it baby
    When I jump out the whip when I hop out
    The whip then I'm fresh in the latest
    I do what I want, and I smoke 'til I'm faded
    I drink till I pass out I wake up and drink up again

    I pour up again and again
    I said I wasn't gonna fuck with that bitch then I fucked her again
    I scream out the gutter, in the sewer, the streets turn a boy to a man
    I nutted off with that ruger, I took your bitch to aruba
    She fuck with super cause she got that super
    When I say super that's just super future
    We never gone lose we never gone lose

    Never gone lose cause these bitches gone choose
    These bitches gone be who they is
    Walking and talking like classy
    You hold to your heart, you a ho to your heart
    You know I'll be working that boy I'm a poet
    Serving that boy out the back of the yard
    Fuck on your ho, I'm just playing my cards
    Whip after whip put up in the garage

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    Sip on the lean like a fifth of the dark
    Hop in the spur, then might hop in the porsche
    Telly then rally then gather the squad
    Yeah gather the squad
    Me and my niggas so mothafucking tight
    You can't even tell us apart
    Fuck a bitch every single damn night
    Ain't nothing but avatar
    Valet the car on the curb like I'm swerving on alcohol
    Get to poppin' them percocets and xanax like they some tylenol

    I remember nights in europe saying we ain't falling off
    I'm on loudest green, we gotta have some green
    When I hit the plane and I board it
    They got a magazine with no vizine
    Just riding around with this 40
    She gone thug for me, she gone thug for me
    In o-hi-o that's my shorty
    We ain't playing around this dungarees we gone go upside your noggin
    You see they try sabotage me and then copy
    They wasn't playing fair no no, oh no no, oh no no
    Bitch is a bozo, she counting the photos

    We sell the coco you talking to popo
    You know that's a no no, you know whats a no no
    You know that's a no no no no no no no no
    Came at the dopo serve out the paddy door
    Bitch I'm your man and your daddy, ho
    Panty droppers had no panties on
    Bitch you stepping in no panties on
    Back with these stallions
    Back-b-b-back with these stallions

    Drink after drink, I just carry on
    Got the sack on me now I just carry it
    Got some m's in new orleans, I buried it
    For the cash and some m's, I'll marry it
    See the way they just jumped on the bandwagon
    Went bought a g-wagon, 56 nights I had to get at it
    Mayweather, pacquiao, nigga, we still at it
    Get up and get at it, guns like I'm bin ladin

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