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letra de passenger seat - smash jackson

[verse1]
they hook me in my heart to even think like this
but if my life depended on it would you drink my p-ss?
if she gave you the p-ssy would you f-ck my b-tch?
if i told you about it would you eat my neck?
if you found a million dollars would you give me half?
if i found a million would you get me spazzed?
if i, become successfull would you start hating on me?
if i told you you left me would you start waiting on me?
them pose nothing as a million dollar wishing
if i caught you do life would you go out of hands n-gga?
im just saying watch them n-ggas that be riding with ya
only ten [?] section
nowadays all it takes is some p-ssy
n-gga life f-ck me while you never knew me
old friends become new enemies
watch these n-ggas tendecies when you ride with them

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and when i ride who’s gonna be in my p-ssenger seat?
and when i die who’s gonna be in my p-ssenger seat?
say when im gone who’s gonna be in my p-ssenger seat?
probably the last person i imagined it to be
and when i f-ck who’s gon’ be in my p-ssenger seat?
when i want weed who’s gon’ be in my p-ssenger seat
cause, you never know who the p-ssenger be

[verse2]
smell the sucess, the room is arousing
smoking on that young sh-t, riding with that bazooka
as long as louigi, spit fire like that flower
dont hit that [?] im gon’ loose my power
sipping on that brown, rolling off that green
n-ggas wanna be down, i ain’t with that with that b.g
n-ggas used to love me, now n-ggas can’t stand me
like they ain’t got no legs on them take a gulliotine take their heads off
coming at my n-ggas, so i slip in with k!llers
i probably [?]for 11 years to that grand limousine from that trunk baby
still a street n-gga tryna’ get rich, f-ck hoes, f-ck fame
go extra hard go extra hard that boy smart like t-pain
keeping something pretty when im riding around the city
every jordan need a pippen, every k!ller need a victim
every blunt, need a lighter every rider need a dialer
through the sh-t i be spending them tires

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[verse3]
say when you die who’s gonna be in your p-ssenger seat?
i guarantee it won’t be that n-gga you p-ssing the weed
that why i ain’t f-cking with a n-gga if you ain’t carry my g
yo if no ways, but i’ll smoke another carrying my team
thats why they flagrant, just like i got hit with a t
cause they know what i know, cause they dont see what i see
these n-ggas listen in the front, but they talk behind your back
and they swerving in the drop, and you heard em and you dropped
say that b-tch be a buster can’t n0body be trusted
you clap his brain and bust it and them n-ggas start fuzzing
they telling on the drug and they telling on the socket
they tell on who the cop, and they with the chopper
man you was living the same sh-t [?]slash hired
ears get fat, and arms get stronger
smoking on that yo sh-t, riding with that bobbing
and its just me and my two dogs n-gga

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- smash jackson

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