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Cool Breeze Celly & A-Hatz - Meet You lyrics


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Yeah, on the track of my niggers hot
Getting money, we getting hoes
We getting out while wooing style
In the streets like robots
Drinking train like 6 o’clock
Two hoes, the both bounce
We gonna hit’em like over jam shots
We balling hard and we sleeping light
My girls he sleeping fix
He let’em do...
All night we staying up
At the top we pretty funk
Cold messing like cold lunch
Go don’t on the king touch
Spit the swisha and roll up
I ain’t smoking bout 5 months
X man he want me
That man, co-cut
In boy like padlocks
Deuce screw, I’m screwed up
Got the puffing, no hating nigger
They hating nigger, they times up
I’m paddles up, I then lost count
Pussy wet, and I’m about to drown
I beat it up and then I beat it down
I’m in that girl like ultrasound
Riding around my city boy
2 chainz like titty boy
She know I love that goody here
So I relax like a lazy boy
Still a rock, fuck the throne
All my niggers got an Iphone
I admit it’s a rare bone
So I admire language goes out of stone
Nigger drunk, fuck being solo
Bleed out, put me in a coma
Yeah that girl, that good be
More the feeling like hangovers

Bad bitch, girl I think I might get used to you
I might have to take your number when I'm through with you
All I ask of you is try to earn my memory
Make me remember you like you remember me
Bad bitch, girl I think I might get used to you
I might have to take your number when I'm through with you
All I ask of you is try to earn my memory
Make me remember you like you remember me

I know I’m complicated
In general I’m better if I’m implicated
My bitches love it, can’t get enough of it
I feel above it
But mama hate it
Ass so big it look photo shopped
It’s like a movie, no Robocop
Get her top off, make her believe it
That’s cabin fever
I found a diva
She has to get bought
I said pay his fever
...so if she listening
I’m a keeper
She in a free day
Imma teach her
Ionize, like I’m the preacher
She don’t talk
Her pussy the speaker
And after we fuck
We pop that reef
Smoke on me over
Try your luck
We should calm down
I pick her up
Back with the codeine
We mix it up
Some night I usually ...
She probably can’t feel them
I make mistakes, at least I can admit’em
I’m not trying to avoid’em, I’m trying to live them
They always say what they do to me
But nothing they do is ever new to me
They see the lights and the jewelry
I’m out of town with tom foolery
I recall the face but never the names
You always feel good but never the same
Have the soak on the memories
So I’ll remember her like she remember me
Bad bitch, girl I think I might get used to you
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  • Jul 4, 2013
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