sippin mud Songtext
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sippin mud Songtext
"I should trust you why? After you stole radioactive waste?
After you lied to us all summer? I don′t even know who you are"
"Look I know this all seems nuts, but I need that machine to stay on
If you can just let me explain"
"Oh-no, brace yourselves!"
That nigga talk behind a screen, no pullin' up
I feel like a pig ′cause the way I'm always sippin mud
Momma told me chase my fuckin' dreams, never chase a thot
Told my lil′ bro stop doing them pills and stop doing fraud
I been in the field, shooting shit like it′s fuckin' COD
If a nigga wanna spray it down, I′mma fuck ya mom's Pussy nigga′s always wanna bitch, fuckin' with my songs
Pull up to his crib, he gon′ bounce like a fuckin' frog
He ain't doin′ shit that you playin′ he's a fuckin fraud
You ain′t nothin' but a fuckin′ bitch, she's a fuckin′ thot
And this bitch wanna give me sucky but she fuckin' with the opps
If I find a opp I'ma shoot that nigga and his shit (damn!)
I cannot go broke, guarantee you I′ma hit a lick
How you all be broke? and got no fuckin′ bitch
If I were you nigga, I'd slit my wrists
I heard your music, lost my will to live
After you lied to us all summer? I don′t even know who you are"
"Look I know this all seems nuts, but I need that machine to stay on
If you can just let me explain"
"Oh-no, brace yourselves!"
That nigga talk behind a screen, no pullin' up
I feel like a pig ′cause the way I'm always sippin mud
Momma told me chase my fuckin' dreams, never chase a thot
Told my lil′ bro stop doing them pills and stop doing fraud
I been in the field, shooting shit like it′s fuckin' COD
If a nigga wanna spray it down, I′mma fuck ya mom's Pussy nigga′s always wanna bitch, fuckin' with my songs
Pull up to his crib, he gon′ bounce like a fuckin' frog
He ain't doin′ shit that you playin′ he's a fuckin fraud
You ain′t nothin' but a fuckin′ bitch, she's a fuckin′ thot
And this bitch wanna give me sucky but she fuckin' with the opps
If I find a opp I'ma shoot that nigga and his shit (damn!)
I cannot go broke, guarantee you I′ma hit a lick
How you all be broke? and got no fuckin′ bitch
If I were you nigga, I'd slit my wrists
I heard your music, lost my will to live
Writer(s): Jeremiah Simms Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
