DRAM , Rx Papi - Do Wrong

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[intro: dram] I just had lean with a chocolate, ayy I just had lean with a chocolate Yeah, yeah, ayy (ayy, ek, you cooked this, right?) [verse: dram & rx papi] I just had finished this chocolate frost I'm rizzin' the fuck out this chocolate bitch [?] said that they [?] but it's not what it is He had to get one like me, cost an arm and a brick I work my moves, serve crodie and split She said i'm fresh as hell, but i'm dirty as shit I don't wanna lay up, i got money to get Put a glee on the glock and a drum on the stick I'm stickin' around with these bowls, but not for long He talkin' my number, they gone I don't talk on no regular phones And my neighbors be swearin' to god we do wrong The spot hot, gotta call unc' on the payphone Still workin' my move, i serve all day long The pot get rocky, sylvester stallone This a one stop shop, get your shit then get on (okay) Slidin' the hand, flickin' the wrist I'm the best in this bitch to exist ever since Yeah, i turned on the mic and did magic tricks Yeah, and your ho call me "your majesty" Got lit on the tris, then screamed free twin I pull up in that vroom, this not a v6 She put that shit on, she a fly lil' bitch Her purse big enough to hide my stick The ticket for one of these bowls Is the same ticket as a beyonce show Yeah, right now i'm smokin' geronimo We makin' up names, but nobody knows Auntie get geeked, like to play with her nose It's still dope residue on all of my clothes Real dope boy, i stuff a slab in my [?] Tell unc' go get more bags from the store I can't even lie, i got bags for the low Bags for the high dependin' on the smoke Dependin' on if you green or you the bro I won't do at all what i do to most Jump out that car with the drac' like ovo Glock on my body, i'm doin' the most Told [?] to shoot if a nigga get too close I'm smokin' on doja, not do-si-dos Ayy, i'm smokin' on do-si-dos, it's two different things Trust me, i know what i know Huh, he tryna get funny? get the fuck on If you payin' up front, meet me in the front It's 4 in the mornin', hit four in a row Threw a four in a spliff, let it go out the door Walk you down broad day when they come to that door Ice, ice, baby, i'm five below Ice, icejjfish, give me a chance Price too good to not pay in advance And bitch look good and she fuck on command Man, talkin' that broke, i don't understand I'll cook it for you once, can't show you again Gotta stand on your own, i ain't holdin' your hand Behind tints in the foreign, get low and shit Said i was done with the percs, but i'm rollin' again [outro: ralph tresvant] Fall in love, but when you smile I feel the difference in your touch Fall in love, but when you smile I feel the difference in your touch Your touch, your touch Your touch
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