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Lil Bit (Remix)

Audio Push

My Turn II

23.06.2015

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[Intro : Price ] All I need is just a little bit All I need is a little bit All I want is a little bit I just gotta have a little bit B-O-Dub need a little bit We The Plug need a little bit HS need a little bit Good Vibe Tribe need a little bit [Verse 1 : Price] Alright I drink a little bit And smoke a lot of bit 5'9, nappy head with a whole lot of dick I smoke by the zip just to build my tolerance My homie got chip they hit the hood of politic How the shit They talking war but they not equipped You f'sho not a thug, you f'sho gotta quit You f'sho not a blood, you f'sho not a crip I look at you and I just see a whole lotta bitch I don't know if it's the food or it's the water you drinkin' But if they showboat I'll be the water sinkin' You with this shit just for the summer, you just hard for a season My mama knew I was a star the moment I started breathin' You see my father was missin', I hardly was trippin She went hard with religion I hardly would listen Cause I knew something was missing With that it always rewritten But it ain't stop me from movin' digits like lottery tickets Hold up My bad, what I'm gettin' all spiritual for? Do it on my own and do it like no one did it before Knowin me I probably cut my own umbilical cord You gon' feel it now if you ain't never feel it before And I can bet that Made me a pallet where the bank at ? The Tribe shinin' like eight lamps Send that emoji with the eggplant, get her wet, damn Big guns at the house call that bitch the K-Camp Make it chill a little bit Relax a little bit Fall back a little bit Cause you could get fucked up I'm pulled up with my clique I'm trynna get lit not worry about shit So don't you get it fucked up But we doin' nothin' tryna have a good time Tryna change my life and focus on all them good vibes Two bestfriends, nice titties, thick thighs Both tryna lick Price man the pleasure's all mine Let go, Let go, Let go Let go, Let go, L-Let go Say what you doin' Chill a little bit Relax a little bit Fall back a little bit Cause you could get it fucked up I'm pulled up with my clique I'm trynna get lit no worry about shit So don't you get it fucked up [Verse 2 : Oktane] Look Wassup how you doin' ? How is it goin' ? How you feel ? I'm Oktane a nigga that don't know just how to chill I don't really like this beat I gotta keep it real But I ain’t met a beat a nigga can’t kill So Price called me up and then I said "I'm on the way" I do this for the free my nigga they ain't gotta pay I treat it like an enemy and kill it right away Recorded and shot the video the same day Yeah I smoke a little bit, skate a little bit yeah You watch a little bit, hate a little bit yeah And when we face to face you never say the shit yeah And this is exactly how a real one explain a bitch yeah And half the people talkin' ain't about it my nigga And you know the brokest niggas is the loudest my nigga So I keep it quiet whenever it's crowed cause My G's move in silence we don't want it to get rowdy my nigga And I ain't even wanna talk that killa shit Cause I'm a lion and my niggas go gorilla quick It's Mister 'Wake Up In The Club, Smoke A Lotta Weed' Pour himself a drink, two step and never spill a drip The squad stay ready and we still equipped Price is on his peace but he still a crip So don't test me, my squad LSD You get slick with your tongue and we really trip But I came to smoke a little bit Drink a little bit Might take a nigga chick and he might get lumped up Mad that I'm the shit, his chick know I'm legit Plus I'm pourin' what she sip so she might get fucked up Blame it on the liquor, tell'em I'm that nigga She gon' take it how she want it if I let her take a picture And you gon' blow her phone number she post it on her Insta So do not switch your tone up and I will not take all your misses Don't tell me how to play you ain't been in my position You ain't even good enough to be a nigga opposition And you don't even know how to begin with my precision Bunch of rappers talkin' foo' before they got a pot to piss in Lemme stop, half of you niggas don't even get it The other half is goin' crazy see we really spit it And now I'm over this, a nigga too ferocious My flow is headed to the car and my nigga I'm leaving with it Bitch I'm gone!
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