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Corey Patrick - # (feat. BigBabyGucci) Lyrics



Corey Patrick - # (feat. BigBabyGucci) Lyrics
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Yeah, just make sure you bring that pound with you
Aye, just make sure you bring that pound with you
Aye, just make sure you bring that pound with you
Aye, just make sure you bring the, aye
Niggas cap, niggas cap, just make sure you bring the pound with you
Niggas talk, niggas talk, just make sure you bring the pound with you
Bloody Mary, yeah she sipping on that red liquor
No, I never tweet the ho but she stay on my Twitter
Yeah, I hit a bitch from Tumblr, no, I never lick her
Know a nigga keep the Tommy like I got Hilfiger
Huh, yeah a nigga making hella figures
Go figure, now I'm stunting on all of these niggas
Huh, just make sure you bring that pound with you
Huh, just make sure you bring that pound with you
Huh, just make sure you bring that pound with you
Huh, just make sure you bring that pound with you
Niggas cap, just make sure you bring that pound with you
Just make sure you bring that pound with you
Aye, gangsta ass kush what I put up in the pack
First I send it cross the map, then the money double back
F*cking up the game, we keep it safe, it double wrapped
First we send it cross the country then the money double back
See you in the mall and I'm a pop you like a tag
And when I say a tag, that means no coming back
OG gangsta kush is what I put up in the wood
And she gone throw it back, because my credit good
Chopping it up with some rich women
I sell the scale to some big fishes
Whole team got plates, talking big dishes
I need the seven, not six figures
I wear the pants, that's some big britches
I hit the top, and it spin, fidget
Red V on me, ain't no Vendetta
Rocking Vlone while I get cheddar
Bad bitch, hold the pole while she suck my dick
Mad Max, in the desert coming for your bitches
Gangsta kush, what I roll, we ain't blazing Swishers
Lotta ass, getting clapped, probably banged your sister
Did it leaning, the baggy jean wearing
Flow for days, in the 603
When them packs touch down, I'm a grab 'em up
Grab 'em up, my team gone eat
Getting it in, the baggy jean wearing
Flow for days, in the 603
When them packs touch down I'm a bag 'em up
Bag 'em up, my team gone eat, yeah
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Yeah, just make sure you bring that pound with you
Aye, just make sure you bring that pound with you
Aye, just make sure you bring that pound with you
Aye, just make sure you bring the, aye
Niggas cap, niggas cap, just make sure you bring the pound with you
Niggas talk, niggas talk, just make sure you bring the pound with you
Bloody Mary, yeah she sipping on that red liquor
No, I never tweet the ho but she stay on my Twitter
Yeah, I hit a bitch from Tumblr, no, I never lick her
Know a nigga keep the Tommy like I got Hilfiger
Huh, yeah a nigga making hella figures
Go figure, now I'm stunting on all of these niggas
Huh, just make sure you bring that pound with you
Huh, just make sure you bring that pound with you
Huh, just make sure you bring that pound with you
Huh, just make sure you bring that pound with you
Niggas cap, just make sure you bring that pound with you
Just make sure you bring that pound with you
Aye, gangsta ass kush what I put up in the pack
First I send it cross the map, then the money double back
F*cking up the game, we keep it safe, it double wrapped
First we send it cross the country then the money double back
See you in the mall and I'm a pop you like a tag
And when I say a tag, that means no coming back
OG gangsta kush is what I put up in the wood
And she gone throw it back, because my credit good
Chopping it up with some rich women
I sell the scale to some big fishes
Whole team got plates, talking big dishes
I need the seven, not six figures
I wear the pants, that's some big britches
I hit the top, and it spin, fidget
Red V on me, ain't no Vendetta
Rocking Vlone while I get cheddar
Bad bitch, hold the pole while she suck my dick
Mad Max, in the desert coming for your bitches
Gangsta kush, what I roll, we ain't blazing Swishers
Lotta ass, getting clapped, probably banged your sister
Did it leaning, the baggy jean wearing
Flow for days, in the 603
When them packs touch down, I'm a grab 'em up
Grab 'em up, my team gone eat
Getting it in, the baggy jean wearing
Flow for days, in the 603
When them packs touch down I'm a bag 'em up
Bag 'em up, my team gone eat, yeah
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Writer: Corey Powell, Matthew Hendricks
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




Corey Patrick - # (feat. BigBabyGucci) Video
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Performed By: Corey Patrick
Language: English
Length: 3:18
Written by: Corey Powell, Matthew Hendricks

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