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12 Oz Rasta Mouse Lyrics


Bleood 12 Oz Rasta Mouse

[Verse]
Nine-Nineteen on my waist
Scat Pack, dodge the jakes (Okay), blunt to the face
Cup-cup to the— (Okay)
Honeybun, white teeth, not just anybody with me (Okay)
She f..ckin' with me, said my ex f..ck with you (Okay)
Strip Dior, tryna put the stick (Buh, buh), this bih' won't fit (Okay)
Pull out the stick like I'm hittin' the whip
Three grams to the face ain't shit (Okay)
Bought her Dior to boost her prime
Wait, get money all the time (Okay)
Wait, get money all the time (Okay)
Drum rock out all the time (Okay)
Drum rock out all the time
Blue whip (Hop out), quick blitz (Hop out)
Get lit (Hop out), get lit (Hop out)
Real bih' (Hop out), fake tits (Hop out)
Real rich (Hop out), no fake shit on mе


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