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Ahsh Eff - Sarah Palin Lyrics



Ahsh Eff - Sarah Palin Lyrics
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Like 5'9, with light eyes
Write while I, let the ink flow
Walk to Popeye's and I know
He like my think flow
Grippin' heads if niggas think
They too low, too low
He wavy, water whippin' shit
He letting all his work float
Words simple sexy, metaphors choking
My throat
High in clouds God Six Owe
Six Owe Six Owe
You aint know?
My neck froze
Neck froze, I got plenty of stones
Plenty of stones, my neck froze
Neck froze, got plenty of stones
Plenty of stones
I get all light in my stomach
Up in my head you got me, shook up
A bottle exploding you know I love you baby
Watch the top and watch me till the end
Telling friendly bitches
No I don't wanna be friends
I got you, myself, and we
Gon blow till the end
I got me, myself you know
I'm touching these ends
Meet me in the middle like Malcolm
And all his kin, talkin' bout her
I'm the shit, powder and baby bibs
My TLC elite
Like Chili's baby back ribs
Riding till the end, I'm never pleading the fifth
You got me like I got me
They ain't touchin' the kid
You got me like I got me
They ain't touchin' the kid
If you got a man
Then throw your hands up
If he ain't chasing bags
Need to cut them hand cuffs
If he ain't take you shopping
From robbing, then get up
How you be walking
He whippin' a Benz truck
If you under pressure my nigga
Then let up! If you gotta
Press em' and stress em', then
Break up
If you so potential
Stay down till he get up
If you 1 of 3
Baby need to kill some
If you 1 of 3
Baby need to kill some
If you 1 of 3
Baby need to kill some
My neck froze
Neck froze, I got plenty of stones
Plenty of stones, my neck froze
Neck froze, got plenty of stones
Plenty of stones
Curver left, right, down
Cause everybody a bird
Fly up, up and away
Young Nelly Furtado
Trust me, and stay, stay
Stay on go! Going so far, far
May never know
June to May my time is grinding for Billboards
Campaignin' I'm mudslingin' some gems boy
Presidential, I'm gonna bring it intense
Sure, only motivation
And dollars waitin' from boy toys
My day dream, to scheme and play coy
My dream team Supreme Preme, Destroy Troy
Rough you up, start killing tears
Like decoys
I switch it up
From tomboy to Play boy
My neck froze
Neck froze, I got plenty of stones
Plenty of stones, my neck froze
Neck froze, got plenty of stones
Plenty of stones
If you got a man
Then throw your hands up
If he ain't chasing bags
Need to cut them hand cuffs
If he ain't take you shopping
From robbing, then get up
How you be walking
He whippin' a Benz truck
If you under pressure my nigga
Then let up! If you gotta
Press em' and stress em', then
Break up
If you so potential
Stay down till he get up
If you 1 of 3
Baby need to kill some
If you got a man
Then throw your hands up
If he ain't chasing bags
Need to cut them hand cuffs
If he ain't take you shopping
From robbing, then get up
How you be walking
He whippin' a Benz truck
If you under pressure my nigga
Then let up! If you gotta
Press em' and stress em', then
Break up
If you so potential
Stay down till he get up
If you 1 of 3
Baby need to kill some
My neck froze
Neck froze, I got plenty of stones
Plenty of stones, my neck froze
Neck froze, got plenty of stones
Plenty of stones
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English

Like 5'9, with light eyes
Write while I, let the ink flow
Walk to Popeye's and I know
He like my think flow
Grippin' heads if niggas think
They too low, too low
He wavy, water whippin' shit
He letting all his work float
Words simple sexy, metaphors choking
My throat
High in clouds God Six Owe
Six Owe Six Owe
You aint know?
My neck froze
Neck froze, I got plenty of stones
Plenty of stones, my neck froze
Neck froze, got plenty of stones
Plenty of stones
I get all light in my stomach
Up in my head you got me, shook up
A bottle exploding you know I love you baby
Watch the top and watch me till the end
Telling friendly bitches
No I don't wanna be friends
I got you, myself, and we
Gon blow till the end
I got me, myself you know
I'm touching these ends
Meet me in the middle like Malcolm
And all his kin, talkin' bout her
I'm the shit, powder and baby bibs
My TLC elite
Like Chili's baby back ribs
Riding till the end, I'm never pleading the fifth
You got me like I got me
They ain't touchin' the kid
You got me like I got me
They ain't touchin' the kid
If you got a man
Then throw your hands up
If he ain't chasing bags
Need to cut them hand cuffs
If he ain't take you shopping
From robbing, then get up
How you be walking
He whippin' a Benz truck
If you under pressure my nigga
Then let up! If you gotta
Press em' and stress em', then
Break up
If you so potential
Stay down till he get up
If you 1 of 3
Baby need to kill some
If you 1 of 3
Baby need to kill some
If you 1 of 3
Baby need to kill some
My neck froze
Neck froze, I got plenty of stones
Plenty of stones, my neck froze
Neck froze, got plenty of stones
Plenty of stones
Curver left, right, down
Cause everybody a bird
Fly up, up and away
Young Nelly Furtado
Trust me, and stay, stay
Stay on go! Going so far, far
May never know
June to May my time is grinding for Billboards
Campaignin' I'm mudslingin' some gems boy
Presidential, I'm gonna bring it intense
Sure, only motivation
And dollars waitin' from boy toys
My day dream, to scheme and play coy
My dream team Supreme Preme, Destroy Troy
Rough you up, start killing tears
Like decoys
I switch it up
From tomboy to Play boy
My neck froze
Neck froze, I got plenty of stones
Plenty of stones, my neck froze
Neck froze, got plenty of stones
Plenty of stones
If you got a man
Then throw your hands up
If he ain't chasing bags
Need to cut them hand cuffs
If he ain't take you shopping
From robbing, then get up
How you be walking
He whippin' a Benz truck
If you under pressure my nigga
Then let up! If you gotta
Press em' and stress em', then
Break up
If you so potential
Stay down till he get up
If you 1 of 3
Baby need to kill some
If you got a man
Then throw your hands up
If he ain't chasing bags
Need to cut them hand cuffs
If he ain't take you shopping
From robbing, then get up
How you be walking
He whippin' a Benz truck
If you under pressure my nigga
Then let up! If you gotta
Press em' and stress em', then
Break up
If you so potential
Stay down till he get up
If you 1 of 3
Baby need to kill some
My neck froze
Neck froze, I got plenty of stones
Plenty of stones, my neck froze
Neck froze, got plenty of stones
Plenty of stones
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Writer: Heaven Hopkins, Lewis Rosenberg
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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