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Teejaesohigh - Between Diplomats (feat. Comrade Villain) Lyrics



Teejaesohigh - Between Diplomats (feat. Comrade Villain) Lyrics




Pull up hop
Out with them things, I'm normally out out doing things you know me ho I'm going
Out out wit a bang but tony romo never sharp on his aim keep it moving never
Mind that all in a day's work, pull up with that bag per usual paper
None of the jazz the usual caper up with the blam and paint a bih face up
I just came along for the ride, the trunk come wit a
Spare but it was dope the whole time catch them bitches with my
Shit under their nose the whole time, don't know who dealt it
Yet then I suppose them hoes blind

Hunnid miles an hour on my way back, was tryna catch Zs f*cked around and got tired I was sipping Jim
Beam I was tryna look alive silk was sittin in his seat and I'm the only one can drive, I was fourteen
Tried cookin it myself, I was f*ckin up the batch and wasn't asking for no help, got my own
Pots and I keep them bitches clean they're some muf*ckin ten's but I treat em like some dubs, before the record
Spins they was showing niggas love, you know I'm on the
Stage what the f*ck you thought it was I was jumping off the
Stage dead in a nigga shit, I ate stuffed crab I was drinking on draft man these niggas talkin
Drab I can catch a nigga drift, these niggas all bad I'ma hit em with the stick, you goin down
Bad I'ma blick em in the fifth round bat a nigga shit dare you bitches try to lick
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Pull up hop
Out with them things, I'm normally out out doing things you know me ho I'm going
Out out wit a bang but tony romo never sharp on his aim keep it moving never
Mind that all in a day's work, pull up with that bag per usual paper
None of the jazz the usual caper up with the blam and paint a bih face up
I just came along for the ride, the trunk come wit a
Spare but it was dope the whole time catch them bitches with my
Shit under their nose the whole time, don't know who dealt it
Yet then I suppose them hoes blind

Hunnid miles an hour on my way back, was tryna catch Zs f*cked around and got tired I was sipping Jim
Beam I was tryna look alive silk was sittin in his seat and I'm the only one can drive, I was fourteen
Tried cookin it myself, I was f*ckin up the batch and wasn't asking for no help, got my own
Pots and I keep them bitches clean they're some muf*ckin ten's but I treat em like some dubs, before the record
Spins they was showing niggas love, you know I'm on the
Stage what the f*ck you thought it was I was jumping off the
Stage dead in a nigga shit, I ate stuffed crab I was drinking on draft man these niggas talkin
Drab I can catch a nigga drift, these niggas all bad I'ma hit em with the stick, you goin down
Bad I'ma blick em in the fifth round bat a nigga shit dare you bitches try to lick
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Writer: John Dunn, Torion Harrison
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