Germantown lyrics

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Project Pat


[Intro: Koopsta Knicca]
Smokin' on a junt, with my n*ggas drinking O.E
Stop off, stop off at the liquor store
Get some 'yac, and we headed for the indo
Smoking, smokin' on a junt, with my n*ggas drinking O.E
Stop off, smokin' on a junt, with my n*ggas drinking O.E
Stop off, smokin' on a junt, with my n*ggas drinking O.E
Stop off, smokin' on a junt, with my n*ggas drinking O.E
Stop off, smokin' on a junt, with my n*ggas drinking O.E
Stop off, smokin' on a junt, with my n*ggas drinking O.E
Stop off at the liquor store
Get some 'yac, and we headed for the indo

[Verse 1: HU$TLE GOD]
H-S-L be the mafia
18 wheeler, no stopping us
Popular in your area
Cut these moves marvelous
Pardon me, I mean, pardon us
Moving deep as a party bus
Blowing smoke in your residence
n*gga feeling quite excellent
Ain't no if I or when I will
Take the globe in my second hand
Call me Slim Diddy, hustle man
Toking and doing the hustle dance
Loafin' rarely, that's when I can
When I do, I'm relaxin
With two soul eaters and half a xan
Savor blunts as I plot and shoot
You puss
[Chorus: Koopsta Knicca]
Smokin' on a junt, with my n*ggas drinking O.E
Stop off, stop off at the liquor store
Get some 'yac, and we headed for the indo
Smoking, smokin' on a junt, with my n*ggas drinking O.E
Stop off, smokin' on a junt, with my n*ggas drinking O.E
Stop off, smokin' on a junt, with my n*ggas drinking O.E
Stop off, smokin' on a junt, with my n*ggas drinking O.E
Stop off, smokin' on a junt, with my n*ggas drinking O.E
Stop off, smokin' on a junt, with my n*ggas drinking O.E
Stop off at the liquor store
Get some 'yac, and we headed for the indo

[Verse 2: YUNG MUTT]
Brrrrat! That's the sound of a gat
Spray a chopper, sprayin' Uzis, blocka, blocka
Bullets tearin' you just like a sheet of looseleaf
Give me the loot, give me the loot, please
Give me the paper, b*tch, I would rather get it now than later
Tired of being broke
Skullf*ck an alligator, make his scales into a f*cking robe
If I can't afford it, b*tch, I'll make it on my own
f*ck a hoe, I ain't got a bone to throw
Used to bring a b*tch to eat sushi with me
Now I'm eating Mikimoto solo
All these hoes know not to get in Oddy's snow globe
$now Leopard keep it so cold
b*tch, I gotta go, hoe, go home, don't call me
Money on my mind, make my head so foggy
But it could be the weed, regardless
Oddy still makin' all these b*tches soggy
[Chorus: Koopsta Knicca]
Smokin' on a junt, with my n*ggas drinking O.E
Stop off, stop off at the liquor store
Get some 'yac, and we headed for the indo
Smoking, smokin' on a junt, with my n*ggas drinking O.E
Stop off, smokin' on a junt, with my n*ggas drinking O.E
Stop off, smokin' on a junt, with my n*ggas drinking O.E
Stop off, smokin' on a junt, with my n*ggas drinking O.E
Stop off, smokin' on a junt, with my n*ggas drinking O.E
Stop off, smokin' on a junt, with my n*ggas drinking O.E
Stop off at the liquor store
Get some 'yac, and we headed for the indo

[Verse 3: YUNG $CARECROW]
Smoking, cheifin', I'm that reaper
Demon creepin' right beneath you
Call me Caesar, *59 leader
Beat his head in with the cleaver
I got a fever, and my sickness now is rising'quick
Breaking the meter body temperature is 666
Straight jacket shawty tryna calm me with a script of meds
"$carecrow, $carecrow, $carecrow!"
All these voices I hear in my head
Now cover the bed with bodies and lead
$uicide known to be raising the dead
Walk in my shed
Feeling the dread of staring at hundreds of old severed heads
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