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bagfulla

from mood killa by comfort squad

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lyrics

Bagfulla drugs and I'm riding by police
Everyone know me, I be that homie
BSG MOB
Fuck you crazy, Cee Lo Green
I want that old school R&B I turn on 103
Slanging that OG
QPs and OZs
Tincture by the vial
Smelling like indo leaf
Y'all cant bite my style
Cause I'm one fresh SOB
Y'all be talking piles
But I spent that on my sneaks
And then I three peat so one can never touch my feet
If a chick wanna meet up she know it must be discrete
No I'm not Blagojevich I'll never sell my seat
I'm in a drawer in the morgue under a sheet and won't admit defeat
Cause victory is just too sweet If it was up to me
I'd be living comfortably like every pair of slacks is dungarees
And then these thots would not be making fun of me
Piano plus a dozen we be doper than a hunnet keys
Baby I like your skirt, lets see whats underneath
I never seen you twerk, won't you do it once for me?
If you wanna be the best then I'm the one to beat
Your bitch eating outta my hand she munching treats
I got bars hella bars, like I'm anxious when I fly
But I copped a helicopter from the profits stacking high
Who am I, half impish, half pimpish what I rap is gibberish
Like I'm spitting simlish on these tracks you get your glimpses
How I glisten like I just stepped out the gym bitch
I'm doing pull ups how I get so fucking lifted
Separating wheat from the chaff, I be sifting
Through my opposition and there ain't no crop when I'm finished
So obviously, you think you cream you might be half and half
The flow bouncing I'm trouncing you flounders mastered ass
I just relax amass the cash and dab the waxless hash
That red and yellow thang looking like I crashed a cab
No Ronald McDonald, I'm at your family reunion so your mom'll be fondled
I'm van pursuing cabbage and poof I'm doing magic like I was Patrick Ewing
Nix that, I give a crap about your knickknacks
I got a big sack, I bet you wanna lick that
Click clack dickslap you til you call me slickback
But say the whole thing, thats right every time
And if you falter I'mma alter all your paradigms
I'm getting head off craigslist, my dick got a deathwish
Still I stay the freshest with no gem encrusted necklace
Young and reckless, word to Roc fuck the hecklers

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from mood killa, released November 21, 2014

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comfort squad Chicago, Illinois

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