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KiD TRUNKS – 3am In Miami lyrics
[Hook: KiD TRUNKS]
I got some vros that would kill
Got some hoes that could chill
I got these bitches in London
Gotta pop half a pill
I got my 30's and 40's so how you niggas gon feel?
No my ex not from Texas, but she can fuck if she feel
(x2)
[Verse: Larry League (Randy, Sensei, & Larry Loudpack)]
I got my eye on her heels
I leave em dumped in landfills
I just spilt the lean, but buddy said it was free refills
Talkin bout prophecy that he could never ever fulfill
Water on his collar get snatched off exposing his gills, goddamn
Gucci tote bag, totin' cash and the glizzy
Got that Snow White, who the fuck is Walt Disney?
Swerving, sippin' fucking mud, that's a mudslide
Got my right hand with me, riding through the east side, bitch
Walking on ice, see it I'm coppin' it twice
Hop on that trike, ain't worried bout losing my life
Keep capping and capping, you turn to a fitted
Boy, I be having, they would not listen
Don't shit matter, matter of time
You got goons, I got mines
I got some vros that would kill
Got some hoes that could chill
I got these bitches in London
Gotta pop half a pill
I got my 30's and 40's so how you niggas gon feel?
No my ex not from Texas, but she can fuck if she feel
(x2)
[Verse: Larry League (Randy, Sensei, & Larry Loudpack)]
I got my eye on her heels
I leave em dumped in landfills
I just spilt the lean, but buddy said it was free refills
Talkin bout prophecy that he could never ever fulfill
Water on his collar get snatched off exposing his gills, goddamn
Gucci tote bag, totin' cash and the glizzy
Got that Snow White, who the fuck is Walt Disney?
Swerving, sippin' fucking mud, that's a mudslide
Got my right hand with me, riding through the east side, bitch
Walking on ice, see it I'm coppin' it twice
Hop on that trike, ain't worried bout losing my life
Keep capping and capping, you turn to a fitted
Boy, I be having, they would not listen
Don't shit matter, matter of time
You got goons, I got mines
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