letra de dope on the dishes - allstar jr
[intro: allstar jr]
(let’s get a bag)
(beatgang)
welcome to get a bag records
(antt did the track)
where dreams come true
(let’s get a bag)
organized crime
for the set, for the six‚ yeah
[verse 1: allstar jr]
keepin’ groceries at my grannie’s sh-t
keep on cookin’‚ still can’t smell over that cali sh-t
what they been doin’? chillin’‚ what i been doin’? gettin’ (yeah)
get that boy gone, i done threw the jag’ in sports mode, ayy
this might be my hardest sh-t
mess my lineup up‚ i hit my barber b-tch, ayy
this might be the rawest sh-t
9k and glockboyz bringin’ all the straps
and what is promised, i cook more than n-ggas’ mama (b-tch)
lethal with that chopper‚ turn a suit into pajamas
you gon’ sleep in it
f-ck with r, don’t be cheap with me
she ain’t got no tickets, only reason why this freak with me
[verse 2: tlg deuce]
i got enough blues for a few rides
get this food with these two slides
couple warrants and a few crimes
b-tch, you better do right (let’s get a bag)
you ain’t gotta play tough
she got her l’s and we drac’d up
if you want, we can meet up
you want some more, i’ll speed up
[verse 3: motown ty]
you can send the ‘bows to the new house
it’s three doors down from the blue house
thankin’ ray-ray, now it’s gettin’ higher
and us, we done made a dub and had a shootout
[verse 4: allstar jr]
ten-pound necklace, yeah, i spent ten pounds on it
see it shinin’ like i’m workin’ for a fortune 500
i ain’t’ lyin’
pull up to the hood, supply hundreds, you ain’t buy it
i’m so glad i ain’t waste a ride on you
[chorus: tlg deuce & motown ty]
let’s talk pyrex, baby
let’s talk about the best of the week
let’s talk about dope uncut
let’s talk about pills and plugs ()
[verse 5: allstar jr]
ayy
if your grandson growin’, i can send you some
it ain’t snowin’ down there, i’ll get you some
when your dog run out of food, get that sh-t from us
ain’t a crip, but love blues, who got a script for us?
talk crazy to them hoes, n-ggas b-tch to us
they be queens to them lames, they ain’t sh-t to us
them n-ggas got a couple dollars, they ain’t rich as us
gary said them n-ggas come around, they ain’t lit as us
i get the load off, try to get the load back
heatin’ up the ‘caine, finna have me with a froze neck
still up that same ten on that cold rack
glock with a ladder, bet a n-gga have a closed cask’
on the mile on some sh-t with my mob n-ggas
we’ll meet you at your crib right now trippin’
don’t get it twisted, you ain’t catch me out slippin’
first thing i’m finna do is let this four-five empty
[verse 6: tlg deuce & motown ty]
it’s nine in the morning
i woke up at eight and made so many blues
gettin’ money, gettin’ money
even lame n-ggas on top
know, kid, we still got so much work to do, yeah ()
oh
[chorus: tlg deuce & motown ty]
let’s talk pyrex, baby
let’s talk about the best of the week
let’s talk about dope uncut
let’s talk about pills and plugs
[outro]
(let’s get a bag)
(beatgang)
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