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Epidemic Video (MV)




Performed By: mercie
Language: English
Length: 2:11
Written by: Dièumerci August




mercie - Epidemic Lyrics
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Put that coke up on the stove I made a flippin
Talking on the net no wonder why that nigga missin
I just want the top, baby girl why dismissive
Told my nigga its our time just don't get caught up with no prison
On Time yea I'm on the go time
I just f*cked his bitch and give her back from dry to drippin
On Time yea I'm on the go time
I finessed the plug and he still think that we still linkin
Don't you change on me
Niggas switchin like seasons, needing some seasonin
I got caught up with some madness for no reasonin
Mama I understand I'm sorry lack of listening
Pyrex, Pyrex
Feel in love with the Pyrex
Hang with the killers, I'm trapping with the savages
Money all green, Smoking cabbage
Niggas talk like they wit it, Till they get hit with the static
I'm in the kitchen just whipping the dope
Make it disappear like magic
Free all my dogs up in the cage, F*ck a detention
If I wasn't rapping, I'd be caught up in conviction
My brothers keepers and she bad to the bone like Mona Lisa
Vegeta get to the bag so fast they couldn't see us
Put that coke up on the stove I made it flippin
Talking on the net no wonder why that nigga missin
I just want the top, baby girl why dismissive
Told my nigga its our time just don't get caught up with no prison
On Time yea I'm on the go time
I just f*cked his bitch and give her back from dry to drippin
On Time yea I'm on the go time
I finessed the plug and he still think that we still linkin
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Put that coke up on the stove I made a flippin
Talking on the net no wonder why that nigga missin
I just want the top, baby girl why dismissive
Told my nigga its our time just don't get caught up with no prison
On Time yea I'm on the go time
I just f*cked his bitch and give her back from dry to drippin
On Time yea I'm on the go time
I finessed the plug and he still think that we still linkin
Don't you change on me
Niggas switchin like seasons, needing some seasonin
I got caught up with some madness for no reasonin
Mama I understand I'm sorry lack of listening
Pyrex, Pyrex
Feel in love with the Pyrex
Hang with the killers, I'm trapping with the savages
Money all green, Smoking cabbage
Niggas talk like they wit it, Till they get hit with the static
I'm in the kitchen just whipping the dope
Make it disappear like magic
Free all my dogs up in the cage, F*ck a detention
If I wasn't rapping, I'd be caught up in conviction
My brothers keepers and she bad to the bone like Mona Lisa
Vegeta get to the bag so fast they couldn't see us
Put that coke up on the stove I made it flippin
Talking on the net no wonder why that nigga missin
I just want the top, baby girl why dismissive
Told my nigga its our time just don't get caught up with no prison
On Time yea I'm on the go time
I just f*cked his bitch and give her back from dry to drippin
On Time yea I'm on the go time
I finessed the plug and he still think that we still linkin
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Writer: Dièumerci August
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