Conditions Lloyd

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Verse 1:Llyod

Trynna duck the police don't want no drama
Two strikes on me one mores a problem
Yeah I'm still in the streets ain't no looking discret
I'm bringing sand to the beach ? dimes to dollars
Outlaw southpaw one and I gotcha
Two piece to your jaw ? hotcha
20 in a week money when I speak
Carleon I don't be no cheap art boulevard scholar
Hit him in the gut like dusty road
I'm so sick I need a doctor
Me and my nigga untouchable
Cold dog on the beat I need a collar
Love ain't on this menu lelu?
I can't be you baby father
You see me as leaving people but I can't help I'z bez a ryder
I'z bez a ryder mami to I'z bez a ryder
Frequent flyer I eat chiken tik masalade
Getting head on the beach from a pretty lil blonde
With an ass like a black girl named yolanda
And she so bomb because she go suck all of my CockColada
All of my cockcolada
She so bomb but she go suck all of my cock colada

[Hook Llyod]

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