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BIGBABYGUCCI & Alois
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BIGBABYGUCCI & Frais
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Lyrics from snippets
[Frais]
Yeah
Ayy
Woke up with them racks on me
Told that bitch, "Not now, I'm busy"
Rich ass nigga, I'ma stand on business
Ain't one of these rappers, these niggas all envious
[?]
Hop in that muhfucka, know I'ma spin it
Cream soda, codeine-tinted
All my Wock' keep fuckin' my kidneys
Get yo' ho up out the spot
I don't know why I keep fuckin' these bitches
I don't even listen to yo' music
I don't know why you be lyin' to niggas
Pull up and I pop out fye up on these niggas
[?]
Know my dogs in the vet, they gon' Tommy the nigga
[?]
[?] this Maybach rented
[?] tinted
Don't hit my line 'bout another lil' [?]
Stupid ass nigga, you know I'm a hitta
These niggas be frontin', thеy move around
Tell lil' [?], he throw mе the packs and let's get it
This ain't the regular coupe, I step on the gas, that motherfucker sound like a animal
I get that shit right now, that shit that the nigga need, they never gon' do it
I bet if you geek up now, none of these niggas is ever gon' fuck with yo' music
I seen ya blick on the ground, no, that nigga never use it
How you winnin' but you losing?
Pull up in it, what the fuck? Nigga, that's a [?]
[BIGBABYGUCCI]
Late night I strike
Coolin' kit with the [?]
Body-bagged in the night
Hold the Glock 'cause the lil' nigga's on sight
Bitch ain't my type
Goddamn, all these Percs I bite
One 10, two fights
Spend me a lil' ten-piece when I like
Hundred racks in the hood
Countin' racks in the mud
Give that ho three racks and turn her, I gave it back whenever I could
Told that ho to get up out the trap, she like it with the thugs
I'm a product of a player baby, yes it's in my blood
Okay, mask out to take the trash out, these niggas lame
Turn that boy into a lifeless body, he just got a brain
And she keep feelin' up on my garments, said she wanna know the name of 'em
[?]
ARP go D.O.A. and kill you and yo' twinnin'em
[?], you niggas not my synonym
I'm in M.I.A. with two bad bitches, got they friends and them
Then I flew back to L.A., I got them pounds like [?]
Who the hell is Carlo? (Yeah)
Cream Soda (M.I.A.)* was written by BIGBABYGUCCI & Frais.
Cream Soda (M.I.A.)* was produced by Carlo Anthony.