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Zips - Ricky Hil
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Zips Ricky Hil

Zips - Ricky Hil
Limosa Nostra, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, yeah

I used to hold four zips
That would make my mama trip
I was ducking moms, pops, and them cops
I was taking those trips
We could make it up to Bridgeport
We could make it quick
We could make them see
And it won't be 'bout shit
I know that you don't know nothing
And you don't need me
The wind is getting cold outside
And its time for me to leave
You know i keep this [?] in the street
Rain, hell, or sleep
Used to buy opiates by the beach
That's just CT
I show her inappropriate size of me
That's what she wanna see
Limosa Nostra til it dies in me, yeah, until it dies in me
I got my phonе on the cable
And its sitting on a table, but i know thеy won't call me
Got my phone on the cable
And its sitting on a table, i know they won't call me, yeah
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