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letra de drink a lil - marion write

[intro: fresh prince & woman]
yo, yo, yo, baby
oo!
how bout some fries to go with that shake?
“sorry, i’m on a no fat head diet”
excuse me gal
would you like to do the limbo inder da coconut tree?

[chorus: marion write]
i got a 100 muhf-ckas on my head that wanna say somethin’
while b-tches in the venue wanna meet me in the green room
but i just wanna smoke a dutch and p-ss it to my day ones
and drink a little
and drink a little
and drink a little
[verse 1: marion write]
i’m just doin’ my thing, doin’, i’m doin’ my thing
plans to put ice on a ring finger, is only a dream
plans to get rich for my mama, so she could live like a queen
plans to put my brothers overseas and from working the streets
vegas got this weird thing for artists like me
they don’t wanna adapt, rather hate from the scene
unoriginal thugs, tracin’ like life was deceased
i kept it og, you f-ckers should tell by the crease
city is killin’ for nothin’, i’m just rappin’ for somethin’
i had the brooklyn bowl locked from summer to summer
the people knew who i was, they even hated my cousins
hit family, jay is the plug
there’s a war goin on outside no man is safe from
life is a gamble, i’m bouta play some
the house never loses a dime, bets, place them
you dummies lay it all on the line, i’m bouta take from, you

[chorus:]
i got a 100 muhf-ckas on my head that wanna say somethin’
while b-tches in the venue wanna meet me in the green room
but i just wanna smoke a dutch and p-ss it to my day ones
and drink a little
and drink a little
and drink a little

[verse 2:]
she got dope in her bag, while she’s eyein’ me down
like marilyn monroe, i’m her kennedy crown
her lips are gates to her mind, please pardon her mouth
she speaks a language making s-x see multiple sounds
she know’s i’m interested, someone give her a stage p-ss
my b-tch is seconds from making a lemonade stand
beyonce got em twisted, just add some sugar with it
let’s h-t the green room i got em playin’ luther in it
i got broads in atlanta, that got broads in atlanta
95′ pimpin’ to the source awards in a phantom
i went east to the west
peace sign, what she did with her legs
nissan, in the back bouta stretch
please god, i know you say not to fret
but the pipe strong her best friend was askin’ for next
like she runnin on 5’s, full court with the press
i’m runnin’ all through her mind, it’s nike all in my steps
c’mon, i’m gone baby

- marion write

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