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Kid Ink( Brian Todd Collins )
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Copy That
You can catch me with the possé Riding right behind me Everybody in no matter where the cops be Tell my bitch that she don't need a job like {?} Sit behind the rope feeling like Jim Ross Only nigga that you know In your city selling out the fucking show Curtain closed on you nigga, just a joke I been sitting sky high Blunt full of fire, neck full of dry ice It's Alumni army, copy that Batgang in this bitch, where Ozzy at? Biting heads off of all competition Selling niggas game, I need all my commission Listen
Keep it real baby, can't nobody fool me In my own lane now I'm going full speed Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Ain't alone, no I came with the full team Ain't nobody in the way, I'm going full speed
I'm a young gunner Can't stop, won't stop On a mission nigga, missionary on top Rap radio killer, it's an onslaught Feel like I'm looking in the mirror, get your own style You're used to them lames, won't comment on it Know you never seen this many bottles coming Baby I'm the man, you should know about me Throwing ones, I can't even see the floor around me Tell the waitress I need change One night with me your life will never be the same Bitch I'm just flexing and finessing With my main chick and my two niggas Smith and Wesson
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