What we lounging with them thots for
What we drinking all this liquor for
What we doin all this fighting for
Who we blowing all this Kush for
Got these hoes clothes on the floor
Ooh that boy got that cake in his nose
That girl done tweaked up all his dough
Who we growing all them P's for
See that body in that ditch though
Why I had to knock that bitch though
Niggas knocking off then snitches though
Who the feds taking all them pictures for
Who you niggas really ridden for
Who on eights at that side show
Who got that chop ridden real slow
Who ridden round with a trunk full of blow
Who got that Louie bag that's filled with dough
Who in that Benz that's filled with hoes
Who that boss that check you and your folks
Who that dude that leave you diene slow
Who?Sane Harmagedon - NICK NOLTE Lyrics
Who?Sane Harmagedon - NICK NOLTE Lyrics
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What we lounging with them thots for
What we drinking all this liquor for
What we doin all this fighting for
Who we blowing all this Kush for
Got these hoes clothes on the floor
Ooh that boy got that cake in his nose
That girl done tweaked up all his dough
Who we growing all them P's for
See that body in that ditch though
Why I had to knock that bitch though
Niggas knocking off then snitches though
Who the feds taking all them pictures for
Who you niggas really ridden for
Who on eights at that side show
Who got that chop ridden real slow
Who ridden round with a trunk full of blow
Who got that Louie bag that's filled with dough
Who in that Benz that's filled with hoes
Who that boss that check you and your folks
Who that dude that leave you diene slow
What we drinking all this liquor for
What we doin all this fighting for
Who we blowing all this Kush for
Got these hoes clothes on the floor
Ooh that boy got that cake in his nose
That girl done tweaked up all his dough
Who we growing all them P's for
See that body in that ditch though
Why I had to knock that bitch though
Niggas knocking off then snitches though
Who the feds taking all them pictures for
Who you niggas really ridden for
Who on eights at that side show
Who got that chop ridden real slow
Who ridden round with a trunk full of blow
Who got that Louie bag that's filled with dough
Who in that Benz that's filled with hoes
Who that boss that check you and your folks
Who that dude that leave you diene slow
Writer: DESHAY ROBERSON
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