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ROT - Cippy
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ROT Cippy

ROT - Cippy
(Hook)
HEY HEY HEY
You gon' rot
Before they start the case
You gon' rot
No green dollar no green flower
You gon' rot
Just to fuck off in a car
In a lot
Pounds of crystal, soulless individual
Grab the mop
Cause you gon', yea you gonna
Rot (x11)

(Verse 1)
Fill your cup
Purple smoke comin' up
Don’t look at me, I ain’t tellin' none
Always wanna do you
Advice spliced the thoughts in your mind
Devil says: “Now you're mine”
You’re giddy sayin' “Hiya!”
I can take you to the backyard
Dig you up a grave with some pretty flowers
Rose beds with a few buds lyin' on the ground dead like the tombstone with your name stained
Go head and lay here
Go head, no go head, no go head
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