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• Artiste: Germ
• Titre: Off That Shit Again
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Reporting live straight from the gutter, tucking my cutter Hittin' them boys, hot butter I need them gone, take a slumber Poppin' that shit, hear the thunder Came with my partners, been fucked up Feet up, look at my face, it's a mean mug You drinkin' cut from the same plug I want the money, fuck fame Thinking I'm sane, roxy been healing the pain Please don't get caught up in all of the games Currensy coming in vert on blades Chippin' these niggas, these niggas been lame Poppin' out, poppin' it, you know my name Hold up, I be floating, can't control it, bitch, I'm smoked out Rockin' out, been blackin' out Catch me outside acting out Duckin, I'm out in public This could get dangerous, end of discussion Who really want it, it's really nothing Caught them bodies by the dozen Uh, uh I can't feel my face, I'm off that shit again, yeah yeah Peeping all your friends, don't invite mini men I can't feel my face, I'm off that shit again, yeah yeah Peeping all your friends, don't invite mini men Don't be mad at me, be mad at your fit Cause shawty you look like shit If a genie came right now, you would just take one wish Make you look just like this Dent in a car, I'm bent This ain't a game, but you know that I'm lit I be walking them down like a leash on a pit I been rocking with niggas, dance shake with the hip I thought like you would just swerve in the whip Take me to crib and suck coochie with lips And my hair be not done by, you know I got clips Wanted my help, but I cannot assist Cause these bitches be salty and vinegar chips And I know it ain't fair, but you not on the list And her money not there, she don't know what this is And you know that I'm poppin', you know I got fiz, yeah I can't slip off my pimp, gorilla the glue got grip Project bitch, that's my shit Gun on the waist, it switch He look like a lick, drag gon spit Shots from the stick, it don't slip Off the shits, pop my shit Dump in Keesha, that's my bitch Uh, uh I can't feel my face, I'm off that shit again, yeah yeah Peeping all your friends, don't invite mini men I can't feel my face, I'm off that shit again, yeah yeah Peeping all your friends, don't invite mini men I can't slip off my pimp, gorilla the glue got grip Project bitch, that's my shit Gun on the waist, it switch I can't slip off my pimp, gorilla the glue got grip Project bitch, that's my shit Gun on the waist, it switch