
No lie dedication freestyle Kelvin fidelin (Ft. Lil Wayne)
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Hey turn the music up
It sound like I’m loud as fuck and the music’s not
I don’t like that
[Verse 1]
I am sippin’ on that lean, don’t bring me no bottles hoe
I make it rain so hard, flowers grow, Hollygrove
Four baby mamas, no baby mama drama
Bad bitch at home sleepin, I go home and sleep behind her, uh
Shout out to my weed man, shout out to my lean man
I’m sittin’ on these muthafuckin’ millions like a beanbag
Fuck you, don’t judge me, drug me then love me
Eat me some pussy when I got the munchies
I’m trippin’, tell Pippen, to beam me up Scottie
Got pounds of that kush watch me go on a diet
That’s no lie, I’m so high, you pussy ass niggas Massengill
I got them yellow xanax, I slipped on a banana peel
Trukfit t-shirt, blunt dipped in syrup
Pass that weed around like some fuckin’ hors d’oeuvres
Man I’m shit faced and your bitch facin’
She high too, fuckin’ right
My number one F-A-N, you know what that mean, Fuck All Night, ugh
Yeah, I’ma let that breathe
Let that breathe
It sound like I’m loud as fuck and the music’s not
I don’t like that
[Verse 1]
I am sippin’ on that lean, don’t bring me no bottles hoe
I make it rain so hard, flowers grow, Hollygrove
Four baby mamas, no baby mama drama
Bad bitch at home sleepin, I go home and sleep behind her, uh
Shout out to my weed man, shout out to my lean man
I’m sittin’ on these muthafuckin’ millions like a beanbag
Fuck you, don’t judge me, drug me then love me
Eat me some pussy when I got the munchies
I’m trippin’, tell Pippen, to beam me up Scottie
Got pounds of that kush watch me go on a diet
That’s no lie, I’m so high, you pussy ass niggas Massengill
I got them yellow xanax, I slipped on a banana peel
Trukfit t-shirt, blunt dipped in syrup
Pass that weed around like some fuckin’ hors d’oeuvres
Man I’m shit faced and your bitch facin’
She high too, fuckin’ right
My number one F-A-N, you know what that mean, Fuck All Night, ugh
Yeah, I’ma let that breathe
Let that breathe
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