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SHARK CITY

๐Ÿ‘ค Terror Reid โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ MANIFESTO โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 2:26
๐ŸŽต 2021 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:26 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 12320828

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

what it really do lil mama? i thought i seen you through the trees
known as the devil baby, you can call me Reid
steady poppin yo, i keep it off the heez throwin 3's
stackin guap and i spend it how i please
Shark City where he from
blood in the water, hit the lotto
gone dumb with a loaf, he got a lump sum
she say she wanna that gualla, i think nada
droppin all the dollas on yo baby mama??
they must not know the man, he hold the plan
got both a those hoes clothes openin
ferocious handz gottem sittin like a doberman
just tell em hang it up it's over man
the 4 leaf clover
high top nike, with a mic, jump over
waitin on a flight, gotta bite in the soda, origami folda
makin dem bitches shake like they got a disorder
high cost boss from the gates
tossin out hate on a tape
runnin cops off the interstate
i terminate em, ain't say it again
it's Reid n Rocc: the beginning of the end
Tell me whatcha tryna do?
Baby, now that we're alone
Just follow the groove
Let this bounce take hold of you, baby
I been searchin for your lovin, we've got something we've got something, baby
I been searchin for your lovin, we've got something Baby, now that we're alone
bringin it back now stop while i hop from the top rope
cant cope with the cutthroat
beggin? tell her no
cuz Terror never change for a hoe
insane what i go, rain game every time i say so
lil stank on a beat by the one and only Rocc
soundin like a belly flop chuck it to the top
coppin a sack a that dank
slugs at the bank, fo-fives and a mask gotta fill da tank
doin it large i never do a little
boss whips, sauce dips like a McGriddle
i never miss a bitch, not even a little
Terror Reid put the game in the hospital
it ain't a riddle, ima rip it from the middle
candy paint dippin while yo ass eatin kibble
while i rise from the smoke, recognize he the goat
large fries with a coke eyes wide neva eva choke
He the masta, Mac-11 blasta
gainin on em quick think ya betta run fasta
the body snatcha, ghostin like casper
da real deal yall cud call me the pastor
bitch"

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