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“Rob My Plug (Remix)” is a song released under the alias “Cola La Flare”.
This song is a remix of “Rob My Plug” by Fredo Santana (released 2013)
[Chorus: Cola La Flare]
Rob my plug, (Plug) take his ass down (Whoop, whoop)
For a couple bricks, then feed it to my town
I'm 'bout to, rob my plug, (My plug)
I'm 'bout to, rob my plug, (My plug)
(I'm 'bout to—)
Rob my plug, (Plug) take his ass down (Whoop, whoop)
For a couple bricks, then feed it to my town
I'm 'bout to, rob my plug, (My plug)
I'm 'bout to, rob my plug, (My plug)
I'm 'bout to
[Verse 1: Cola La Flare]
Walking around the city, man, I'm way too high, I'm seeing things
The opps follow me around, I need to rock that crack cocaine
I put my ski mask on and I be loadin' up my .44
Waiting for the bitch to pass me by, so I can rob that hoe
Put my ski mask on and I be loadin' up my .44
Waiting for the bitch to pass me by, so I can rob that hoe
All of my homies be whipping around and they trying to murder for money, you hear?
Even if it's only one MAC, you know, that we popping the gun in that nigga like deer
You might not get them, it's sacrifice
Sortin' up all of the [?], and rice
Body butchered in the kitchen, not nice
I swear to God, nigga, I never go nice
[Bridge: Cola la Flare]
We don't fight hoe, no, we only murder
Kill your best friend with my best burner
We don't fight hoe, no, we only murder
Kill your best friend with my best burner
[Chorus: Cola La Flare]
Rob my plug, (Plug) take his ass down (Whoop, whoop)
For a couple bricks, then feed it to my town
I'm 'bout to, rob my plug, (My plug)
I'm 'bout to, rob my plug, (My plug)
(I'm 'bout to—)
Rob my plug, (Plug) take his ass down (Whoop, whoop)
For a couple bricks, then feed it to my town
I'm 'bout to, rob my plug, (My plug)
I'm 'bout to, rob my plug, (My plug)
I'm 'bout to
[Verse 2: Unknown Artist]
What is that stuck on my tag?
I pull it out and I flung it
Bust it out with the aim, man
She's only thinking 'cause hang with
My nigga up, take this entertainment
Way out of control, look for the keys
Whining in your crib, 200-inch serve
200 [?] kids 'till you give me the birds
Two niggas down, nigga, give me the word
Never throw my banker, I ain't losing no heat
I know niggas wanna kill me, I ain't losing no sleep
I'm about to rob my plug
Nigga, don't try to stop me, I'ma take his ass on a car chase
Drunker than a motherfucker, feeling like Scarface
Niggas say I robbed and I probably did
I'm tryna get the bands in the Harley—
Workers move slower than retarded kids
I ain't knocking them doors, I'm busting them in
You feeling fully automatic semi-weapons touching your skin
Turn you into ozone, make you do a back stand
Roger that, motherfucker, that's what's happening
Mercenary robbed a plug, I had to show them, stay with the sinner
Let my old
[Chorus: Cola La Flare]
Rob my plug, (Plug) take his ass down (Whoop, whoop)
For a couple bricks, then feed it to my town
I'm 'bout to, rob my plug, (My plug)
I'm 'bout to, rob my plug, (My plug)
(I'm 'bout to—)
Rob my plug, (Plug) take his ass down (Whoop, whoop)
For a couple bricks, then feed it to my town
I'm 'bout to, rob my plug, (My plug)
I'm 'bout to, rob my plug, (My plug)
I'm 'bout to
Rob My Plug Remix was written by Ayesha Erotica.