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Bones – Delinquents Feat Eddy Baker Lyrics

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What?
Young white pimp, switchblade on my dick
Blunt guts in my veins, Backwoods on my lips
I aint ridin with a clip, Im ridin with my clique
No tent, let em see me when Im ridin in the whip
Black beeper on my hip, buzzin hard like a bitch
Nextel makin moves, and I make a bitch strip
Feed her drugs, watch her die, Imma help the suicide
All my girls goin to die when they see I have a ride
When they see just how I act, when they hear just how I rap
All black to the hat, now Im creepin for the cash
Flashback to the past, now Im pimpin in the flash
Fuck whoever said I wouldnt, gettin cash, flickin ash
Im, bitch, livin life like a prince
Got jewels on my hands, heirlooms on my wrist
Im, what, livin like a motherfuckin prince
Got jewels on my hands, heirlooms on my wrist
What?

Eddy fuckin Baker, bitch, know Im high off the dope
Got the grams in my pocket and a scale in my coat
Killin every fuckin beat, yeah, its murder he wrote
Try to play me for a ho, then Im grabbin your throat
God damn, Im so dope like a bag of the blow
Fucked your bitch in the bathroom and you didnt even know
I just hit it from the back while she sniffin the snow
Bust a nut in her face then I hit the backdo
Im a crook, motherfucker, got no love for the po
I can never wife a bitch, Im in love with the dough
Got some plugs on the drugs, I can get em for low
Ecstasy, marijuana, even pints of the poe
My niggas stay in the streets but we still keep it low
Little blunts, little fuck, then we hittin the sto
I can never get enough, always fiendin some mo
Bad bitch on my dick, how deep can I go?
Yup, Yeah

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