TEZZERD EAGLE & CEO BILLY - THE ELECTION

The muzik baby
Ha
Yeah nigga this the re up
Pound pimpin nigga
Fuck going on

If you wanna get sum money cut my shit on
If you buy some weed from us
You know the pack strong
Im gone probably want some head if the trip long
Baby stuff this in yo till we get home
Aye imma plug if u meet me Issa blessing
Inna club money falling out my section
You see the bottle and the lights come my direction
Presidential like we just one the election

Look they know the pack so good you aint gotta smell
They know its all there you aint gotta scale
Get it to you next day I aint have to mail it
Helicopter fly in this bitch I don't need propellers
Naaa I aint taking bro on a road no more he was careless
I aint taking baby back the trap she is in impatient
Four spots on a block and them bitches adjacent
Two hots and a cot have u wake up prankin

Boy don't play with this shit
I got niggas who do it
Who a lay in that bitch
This a 10 mili bullets big as beef tips
Take a nigga head off his shoulders too quick
Billy just stepped in the building Ooo shit
I been getting money all day I aint really do shit
Im on a whole other wave like a fucking cruise ship
She was liking all them pictures on my page
I had to hit
And we like 2livecrew yeah its true we legit

Two time two Four hoes just me and bill

She said that aint Finna go I bet she will

I know I sent they ass clean to the store for some liqour
These only za Boes on a flow and they sealed
Plus Brodie want Some lows sent the lo come see em
We keep this bitch slapping from the am to the pm
This for my niggas dead and gone and up the road till they free em

Aye imma keep it real fuck how they feel
Had my pistol in my hand through the whole deal
They was just in California how they get it here
They was delivered by buzz lightyear
Yeah I'm sipping out the seal and I got my steal
Been going hard then a bitch I almost broke my scale
Niggas aint riding on shit they aint got no Ls
Niggas still doing the same shit when u gone excel
I dont think he really want the smoke baby gone exhale
Told baby bring me that bag of Boes
She broke a nail

Gotta whole lotta sauce but won't spill the beans
Os came in a box like crispy creams
Forty Two hundred block got a lot of bings
Let Unc try the drop he said it kinda sting
Imma grind like tony hawk
Watch the pot lean
Bro aint got no more red but he got green
My little new bitch From china but she bilingual

Thc muzik baby

Written by:
Anthony Williams, DHEAMONTEE UNSELD

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