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Prolly Video (MV)




Performed By: BIG LO$
Length: 3:40
Written by: Karlos Richardson




BIG LO$ - Prolly Lyrics




You geekin
You leanin
You rollin
Prolly
I can't feel no pain all these drugs in my body
Stuck in traffic rollin blunts on the freeway
I been thuggin I ain't barely slept in three days
Pablo where you at I need anotha hunnid pack
If I serve you once I guarantee you comin back
Xans da drank, percs, dat molly
You geekin
Leanin
You Rollin
Prolly

I be high like Jordan shorts
When he first came in the league
Say lil bitch you can move around
Tryna smoke up a nigga weed
Shop wit me I keep the goods
Xans, percs, and promethesine
Mo drugs than a Walgreens
I can serve any dope fiend
Twelve come and we jumpin fences
In the trap in some dirty draws
My young nigga playin basketball
But he watchin out for the laws
I know these drugs'll give you what you want
Drug deal, lie, cheat, and steal for what I want
All I know designer cars drugs n' my fashion
Tried my hand in other shit but trappin is my passion
I get money off of drugs, shoutout to the plugs
I be takin all dese drugs, I be high as f*ck

You geekin
You leanin
You rollin
Prolly
I can't feel no pain all these drugs in my body
Stuck in traffic Rollin blunts on the freeway
I been thuggin I ain't barely slept in three days
Pablo where you at I need anotha hunnid pack
If I serve you once I guarantee you comin back
Xans, drank, percs, dat Molly
You geekin
You leanin
You Rollin
Prolly
Prolly a Molly
Ballin is a hobby
Bitch look like Trina, work at magic and Folley's
Say she hate cuz ima dog
Dick her down she forget it all
Nigga I'll get dirty with you
I'm from Arkansas
Ima muf*ckin hog
In da club with sum contraband
Bad bitch do the shake it dance
Holla at me if you need it boy ima get it for you
I'm the f*ckin man
Ain't none but real niggas in my f*ckin squad
And they geekin on them perkies so they goin hard
I got plenty pussy I ain't f*cked up bout a broad
I'll kill you bout my money boy I swear to God
BIG LO$, Nawfside Bully
Dare one these lil pussy niggas come do sum to me (LO$)

You geekin
You leanin
You rollin
Prolly
I can't feel no pain all these drugs in my body
Stuck in traffic Rollin blunts on the freeway
I been thuggin I ain't barely slept in three days
Pablo where you at I need anotha hunnid pack
If I serve you once I guarantee you comin back
Xans da drank, percs, that Molly
You geekin
Leanin
You Rollin
Prolly
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You geekin
You leanin
You rollin
Prolly
I can't feel no pain all these drugs in my body
Stuck in traffic rollin blunts on the freeway
I been thuggin I ain't barely slept in three days
Pablo where you at I need anotha hunnid pack
If I serve you once I guarantee you comin back
Xans da drank, percs, dat molly
You geekin
Leanin
You Rollin
Prolly

I be high like Jordan shorts
When he first came in the league
Say lil bitch you can move around
Tryna smoke up a nigga weed
Shop wit me I keep the goods
Xans, percs, and promethesine
Mo drugs than a Walgreens
I can serve any dope fiend
Twelve come and we jumpin fences
In the trap in some dirty draws
My young nigga playin basketball
But he watchin out for the laws
I know these drugs'll give you what you want
Drug deal, lie, cheat, and steal for what I want
All I know designer cars drugs n' my fashion
Tried my hand in other shit but trappin is my passion
I get money off of drugs, shoutout to the plugs
I be takin all dese drugs, I be high as f*ck

You geekin
You leanin
You rollin
Prolly
I can't feel no pain all these drugs in my body
Stuck in traffic Rollin blunts on the freeway
I been thuggin I ain't barely slept in three days
Pablo where you at I need anotha hunnid pack
If I serve you once I guarantee you comin back
Xans, drank, percs, dat Molly
You geekin
You leanin
You Rollin
Prolly
Prolly a Molly
Ballin is a hobby
Bitch look like Trina, work at magic and Folley's
Say she hate cuz ima dog
Dick her down she forget it all
Nigga I'll get dirty with you
I'm from Arkansas
Ima muf*ckin hog
In da club with sum contraband
Bad bitch do the shake it dance
Holla at me if you need it boy ima get it for you
I'm the f*ckin man
Ain't none but real niggas in my f*ckin squad
And they geekin on them perkies so they goin hard
I got plenty pussy I ain't f*cked up bout a broad
I'll kill you bout my money boy I swear to God
BIG LO$, Nawfside Bully
Dare one these lil pussy niggas come do sum to me (LO$)

You geekin
You leanin
You rollin
Prolly
I can't feel no pain all these drugs in my body
Stuck in traffic Rollin blunts on the freeway
I been thuggin I ain't barely slept in three days
Pablo where you at I need anotha hunnid pack
If I serve you once I guarantee you comin back
Xans da drank, percs, that Molly
You geekin
Leanin
You Rollin
Prolly
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Writer: Karlos Richardson
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