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Uncle Murda


[Intro: Uncle Murda]
Yeah
Brooklyn

[Chorus: Tory Lanez & Uncle Murda]
Them b*tches go for 62 around this motherf*cker (Woah, woah, woah)
Don't f*ck around and move 'round this motherf*cker (Woah, woah)
You must not know how we move 'round this motherf*cker (Woah, woah, woah)
Just play it cool 'round this motherf*cker (Woah, woah)

[Post-Chorus: Tory Lanez & Uncle Murda]
I sell that dope where I want to (Skrrt)
I hit the poppie and f*ck her (Yeah, yeah)
I sell that dope where I want to (Skrrt)
I hit the poppie and f*ck her (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: Uncle Murda]
The Mexicans got it straight around this motherf*cker (Free Chapo)
Work coming in from LA 'round this motherf*cker (Yeah)
Break it down, we don't sell weight 'round this motherf*cker (Oh, we don't do that, nah)
We want every dollar being made around this motherf*cker (I do it better so we want in)
We sell that dope in the building, in front of they neighbors and children
I got to re-up mañana, my plug is like Tony Montana
I know the feds got us on camera, they want to throw us in the slammer
They want to run up in mi casa, they thirsty go get 'em some agua (Woah, woah, woah)
[Refrain: Uncle Murda]
Three cellphones hotline blingin', trappin' all night (Trappin' all night)
Got lawyer money, no legal aid, we be alright (Oh, we got money)
What's the bail? I bail out, we all bail out (We gone)
The plug ain't worried, ten more bricks, just got bailed out

[Chorus: Tory Lanez & Uncle Murda]
b*tches go for 62 around this motherf*cker (Goddamn)
Don't f*ck around and move 'round this motherf*cker (Woah)
You must not know how we move 'round this motherf*cker (Goddamn)
Just play it cool 'round this motherf*cker (Woah, woah, woah)

[Post-Chorus: Tory Lanez & Uncle Murda]
I sell that dope where I want to (Skrrt)
I hit the poppie and f*ck her (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I sell that dope where I want to (Skrrt)
I hit the poppie and f*ck her (Woah, woah, woah)

[Bridge: Uncle Murda]
n*ggas on the block all day around this motherf*cker (Oh we out here)
n*ggas sellin' dope not yay around this motherf*cker (Got it, got it, got it)
Shift sounded like an AK around this motherf*cker (n*gga bang bang, n*gga die)
Bang, bang we let it spray around this motherf*cker (Woo)

[Verse 2: Uncle Murda]
Look how that dope got 'em leaning (Woo)
They know it's a ten, now they fiendin' (Woo)
They get sick without it, they need it (Woo)
I cut it with, no, that's a secret (Shh)
Look how the plug got me poppin' (Woah)
I want a Rollie, I can cop it (Got it)
I can take ten b*tches shoppin' (b*tch bad)
You know how these b*tches love shoppin' (Haha)
[Refrain: Uncle Murda]
Three cellphones hotline blingin', trappin' all night (Trappin' all night)
Got lawyer money, no legal aid, we be alright (We be alright)
What's the bail? I bail out, we all bail out (We all bail out)
The plug ain't worried, 10 more bricks, just got bailed out

[Chorus: Tory Lanez & Uncle Murda]
b*tches go for 62 around this motherf*cker (Woah, woah, woah)
Don't f*ck around and move 'round this motherf*cker (Woah, woah)
You must not know how we move 'round this motherf*cker (Woah, woah, woah)
Just play it cool 'round this motherf*cker (Woah, woah)

[Post-Chorus: Tory Lanez & Uncle Murda]
I sell that dope where I want to (Skrrt)
I hit the poppie and f*ck her (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I sell that dope where I want to (Skrrt)
I hit the poppie and f*ck her (Woah, woah, woah)
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