1.2 Dumb
Do U Hit This Yea U Kno Who Da F＊＊＊ I Am, No Introduction Needed
Its The Pack Nfl(Yess) Wut It Do, Wut It Do Already Kno
Hey My N＊＊＊＊S Go 2 Dumb, 20 Deep In The Party And We All On Ones
(These) Yess And The Grapes Stay Smokin' Donuts In The Street
Wit The Doors Wide Open
U Gotta Scraper Hit The Gas Start Yokin,Im Done Tipsy But A
N＊＊＊＊S Still Focused, This Block S＊＊T U Could Catch A N＊＊＊＊
Posted, Kick It Wit A Pop, (One Time I Broke It), Pinned To Plug
Ya Airways
Just Like Locusts,15s On Slump Always Scrapin' Through
Oakland,Yeaaa, Young Stunna So Icey, U Aint Never Seen A N＊＊＊＊
Out Here Like Me, L.I.G. Henney Wit My Coat Bright Nikes, From
The B-Town
So U Kno I Get Hyphae, I S＊＊T On N＊＊＊＊S Im Somethin' Like A
Seagull,Smoke Great Ticks 24s On The Reagell, Me And Young L
Hittin Donuts Like Street Geal, U Aint Goin Dumb, U Aint Tellin
The Truth, My N＊＊＊＊S Go
18 While They Still On Roof, We In Da 4 Door Park Avenue, F＊＊K
The Coop.
Wut They Say Stunna Sick Like Aids, And My Watch Looks Like It
Was Dipped In Kool-Aid, So I Guess U Say This Young N＊＊＊＊ Got It
Made, Say U Get Money Like Me, I Dont Believe Ya, Cuz My Hands
Look Like Ive Been Sittin
In The Freeza, Yeaa Or Rapid Ass N＊＊＊＊, George Clooney Type, Ya
Actin Ass N＊＊＊＊, I, I,I Im So Bay Wit It, It Aint A Scraper If
It Aint Got The Suction Wit It, U Can Hear Me From A Block Away,
And U Dont Want It Homeboy Cuz I Like To Chop Or Spray, Right
Were Ur Mama Lay, Yea
N＊＊＊＊ Dont Play, Its The T.H.E. P.A.C. 2 Da K And Im S.T.U.N.N.
2 Da A, Stunna Binjin All Day, Wheres The Peace Macdray, Young L
On The Beat, Its Reversed If That.
These Feezy Jeans Im Way To Fly, Purple Stuff Im Way To High,
Scrapin' At The Window My N＊＊＊＊S On Both Sides, 2 Stories In The
Party My N＊＊＊＊S Dont Lie, $200 Shoes Who Is Betta Than I, Yea My
Squad Go Retarded, And F＊＊K Where U From,We Goin Bang Regardless
Cuz We
Da Hardest,So You'd Betta Be The Smartest,First Thing On Ur
Agenda Get The F＊＊K Up Out The Party, (Yea) Before U Get Stomped
Out,Got 100 N＊＊＊＊S Wit Me And We All From The South, All These
Girls Gunna Get Me In The Sheets, Especially When I Got They
Best Friends On My Team
My Turf N＊＊＊＊S Put Ur S＊＊T In The Air,How U Kno U Own A Turf,Cuz
Theres Dreads Everywhere, 50 Henney In My Hand, I Blow Purple In
The Air (Yess)
Hey My N＊＊＊＊S Go 2 Dumb 20 Deep In The Party And We All On One
(These) Yess And The Grapes Stay Smokin' Donuts In The Streets
With The Doors Wide Open...
2.Backseat
Lyricist：Michael David Hartnett, Keith Jahil Jenkins, Damonte Ameche
Johnson, Brandon Christopher Mc Cartney, Lloyd Tomobor Omadhebo,
Jason Vories Pittman
Yeah, can I see it？
It's The Pack
Imma bust her in my new car
In da backseat, in da backseat, in da backseat
Imma bust her in my new car
In da backseat, in da backseat, in da backseat
Come on baby, hop inside
Stunna got a new ride
Candy on the outside
Leather on the inside
And we ain't gotta get a room
Yeah, them seats is brand new
Baby, can you ride a stick？
I got a Hemi in my shit
Imma bust her in my new car
In da backseat, in da backseat, in da backseat
Imma bust her in my new car
In da backseat, in da backseat, in da backseat
In the backseat
Let's make it happen
Freak me nasty
Only use Magnums
Only gold wrappers
Let's switch gears
Hold on slow, let a real nigga hit
No seat belts or tickets
She ride fast so all hands no hips
Love her hair pulled
Skin on leather, master strapper
Scream like thunder
Imma bust her in my new car
In da backseat, in da backseat, in da backseat
Imma bust her in my new car
In da backseat, in da backseat, in da backseat
I'm in the back, she in the front
A little bra she know what's up
I heen and I mean that
And she steamy and she relaxed
Go down, eat that
Choke her now she freeze that
I beat it up when she came
My little balls steamin'
Imma bust her in my new car
In da backseat, in da backseat, in da backseat
Imma bust her in my new car
In da backseat, in da backseat, in da backseat
She know who I are
I'm funna bust those in the car
She got my dick on hard
Boppa neck go through your jaw
But she suck a mean one
To the back in the seat, huh
Magic get a hand gun
Pop, pop, bam, bam
Imma bust her in my new car
In da backseat, in da backseat, in da backseat
Imma bust her in my new car
In da backseat, in da backseat, in da backseat
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