Scribing
Why the f#ck, me?
It’s early
I’m really nine and O, youngin’, catch my drift?
I just wanna start so bad, they’ll prolly stretch my b#tch
I’m like, “Please, please”
Richard, Rollies, Patek Phillipes
Still with us, still got sh#t down
Club, brought the chain, f#ck around and get fired
Main b#tch a ten still
If I don’t wanna f#ck her, my mans will
Lotta undercovers in the hood now
Free dem boys, I’m good now
I’m like, “Please, she obsessed”
Chase that bag, I’ma chase that check [Yeah]
Prolly on Dre if it ain’t on me
Still get forty-six for my Blues
Still serve crack, n#gg#, not Percs
She lovе Chanel with her toes out
I’m likе, “Please, please”
Might get forty-eight for these jeans
Life been hard, it ain’t been no fun
I’m like, “Please, please”
Richard, Rollies, Patek Phillipes
Still with us, still got sh#t down
Club, brought the chain, f#ck around and get fired
Main b#tch a ten still
If I don’t wanna f#ck her, my mans will
Lotta undercovers in the hood now
Free dem boys, I’m good now
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42 Dugg Lyrics – Please