Fillin good

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My life I fuck her
Don’t worry about nothin’
Fillin good on the shit
My drink in my cup
My weed so heavy
Fillin good on the shit
Hot ninjas & bitches only
Fillin good on the shit
If got that shit
Then show me you twist it
Then you good on my shit

Fillin fillin good filin fillin good
Fillin fillin good feelin good
Filllin fillin fillin good ×2

VERSE1:
Roll up in my car open up the window
Cheech & Chong and pretty girls that’s all we know
Lean in my cup what the fuck is up
Drug so strong wake ya ninjas up
All my kunoi-chicks gone wild
We gon ride and slay all night
In club we be bout it bout it you wanna peep it
But sometime it best keeping as secret
I love my life livin legend like a rock star
Ain’t nothin but hot bitches and fuckin pop charts
Go hard with my top ninjas
Even Hollywood come fuck with us

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VERSE2:
She got that ass like ”ah”
Dame right I got cash like “what?”
Survive of fittest?
Ya bunch of high musicians
Hell yeah she need that crack like
Bring ya whole fuckin stash like
I need one more hit and last shot
Gettin’ high and drunk till I pass out
Go hard and stupid
Livin’ that life in party and bullshit
A cute little chick like
She be movin’ and strip like

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