Lyrics OG 3Three – Views
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Pop that shit up TNT
Takin’ my time with’ it
?
Tell ya, I’m on the block where it’s hot
Let some shots off, we get ’em goin’
He talkin’ ’bout dyin’ for me
Don’t talk, don’t fold
Tryna get these clouds up even the blind could see
Let’s right our wrongs so
So much love, the
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you deceivin’ me
And baby I give you anythin’, yeah, eh
I want to get the finer things for you, yeah, eh
Wanna bring the ring from Tiffany’s, I’m talkin’ carats
Don’t know what it is but it’s all your love, I’m talkin’ marriage
The block is hot so how the
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we gon’ stop?
Roll up the beam wide open, how the
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we gon’ flop?
Sippin’ on lean, double cup, watch this medicine drop
We gon’ party, we retarded so all night we gon’ rock
Let’s go, and I just wanna live life free, yeah, yeah, yeah
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you up in Louis V, yeah, yeah, yeah
Pamper you up on the beach by the sand, yeah
You say that chippin’ up off the beat your best man
I tell the truth and you act like I never care, yeah
I got an arm bumpin’ arms, I can’t
?, yeah
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fan, it’s so hot, where the address?
The sky’s the limit, wanna put you in this position
Babe I got the highest bid, I won’t do no reminiscin’
I
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pussy too
?, make a nigga wanna drip
And I ain’t worried ’bout no dog hoes, I leave them hoes misin’
Tell ya, I’m on the block where it’s hot
Who gon’ ride for me?
Let some shots off, we get ’em goin’
He talkin’ ’bout dyin’ for me
Don’t talk, don’t fold
Tryna get these clouds up even the blind could see
Let’s right our wrongs so
So much love, the
?
you deceivin’ me
And baby I give you anythin’, yeah, eh
I want to get the finer things for you, yeah, eh
Wanna bring the ring from Tiffany’s, I’m talkin’ carats
Don’t know what it is but it’s all your love, I’m talkin’ marriage
