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Wednesday, March 6, 2013

Pill - Everybody Looking Lyrics


Everybody’s Looking, 
If You’re Jealous Turn Around
The AMG Kit Keeps Us Closer To The Ground
We’re Getting Good Grip From 

The 50 Series Tires
The Alpine’s Bumping, 
But I Need The Volume Higher
Everybody’s Looking, 

If You’re Jealous Turn Around
The AMG Kit Keeps Us Closer To The Ground
We’re Getting Good Grip From 
The 50 Series Tires

The Alpine’s Bumping, 
But I Need The Volume Higher
Everybody’s Looking, 
If You’re Jealous Turn Around

The AMG Kit Keeps Us Closer To The Ground
We’re Getting Good Grip From The 50 Series Tires
The Alpine’s Bumping, 
But I Need The Volume Higher

Aye! P-I Double L, Fresher Than A Ma’f**ka
Bad Bitches, No Dresses In This Ma’f**ka
Blowing Loud, No Stressing In This Ma’f**ka
Big Banks, No Pressure On This Ma’f**ka

Professional When I Do This Shit
Always Dressed In The Newest Shit
Gucci, Prada And Louis Shit
Leave The Pussy All Ruined, Bitch

Uh – I’m Goin’ HAM In This Motherf**ker
Peanut Butter, I’mma Jam In This Motherfucker
The Bass Steady Kickin’ And The Armor All Shines
Pretty Little Chicken And I Bet She Is A Dime

Feel Like I’m Goin’ Fishing, 
Your Bitch Is On My Line
Like A Death Row Inmate’s Teeth, 
I’mma Grind

Like A Scale I’mma Balance Out
This Money Shit And This Candid Drop
Guaranteed When Them Bands Come Out
Them Big Booty Hoes, Their Panties’ll Drop

Okay Then I’m Throwin’ Bands In This Motherf**ker
So Many Hoes I Need A Van In This Motherf**ker
Aye! This That Straight Drop Shit, Shorty
Bad Bitches Pullin’ Up In A 6-40

One Rollin’ Up The Weed, One Bitch Snorting
Master P, I Double L, Yeah, I Been ’Bout It
Experience What Made Me, 80 Feet They Raised Me
Fourth Quarter Got Paid, G

From The One To The Three With Your Lady
Uh – I’m Mike Vickin’ In This Motherf**ker
Dog-Ass Nigga Trickin’ In This Motherf**ker
Aye! It Ain’t Trickin’ If You Got It, Though

A Lot Of Flow, It’s Like Cocaina When I Record
A Lot Of Dope, I Done Seen 
Them Serving Beside The Road
‘Cause I Am Clean, They Hating,
 
Out Of Sight, They Explode
Bitch! Take The Roof Up Off This Ma’f**ka
I’m Turning Up, I’m The 
Truth Up In This Ma’f**ka

Got Some Niggas That’ll 
Shoot Up In This Ma’f**ka
We ’Bout This Paper, 
Getting Loot All In This Ma’f**ka

Volume Loud, Blowing Loud With A Six Pack
Got The Glock Tucked If They Want The Chit-Chat
Got A Chopper On My Side For The Get-Back
Guaranteed They Think They Clean, But Their Kit Wack

Six Pack On The Stomach, Make ‘Em Vomit
Blood On His Teeth Whenever A Nigga Dumping
Tried To Warn You ’Bout This Weather
F**k Around And Get Pneumonia

When The Bullets Start To Rain
This Ain’t Southern California, Bitch
Stay Strapped Like A Velcro Tennis Shoe
Got A Bad Bitch That Will Replenish You

Mortal Kombat, Nigga, I’ll Finish You
Ignoring Messages Asking Me What I’m Finna Do
Been A Fool With It, Been A Motherf**king Monster
Leave A Nigga’s Ass Stinking In His 

Trash By The Dumpster
Got Some Little Bitty Niggas Living 
Fast That’ll Dump Ya
It’s The #1 Rule, Get Cash As A Youngster



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