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808INK
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808INK
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[Verse 1]
I got the 55 on the 55 man
100 miles on the 100 miles man
We can fly, baby we can fly
On my side, on my, on my side, man
55 of the 55 man
100 miles on the 100 miles man
We can fly, baby we can fly, man
On my side, on my, on my side, man
[Verse 2]
Got a couple lost girls in my basement
Got a couple gold chains in my base, uh
So what I'm saying
Dough is what I'm on
Don't make sense
If I don't make none
I got, suede on my tongue
Won't lift the chain if the back ain't dumb
Grandaddy James is were I got the game from
Dada, show you what the flames on
[Verse 3]
See, I'm not doing 55 on the 55
I'm not doing 100 miles on the 100 miles
I ain't dabbling in funny times, so let's get in tight
Promise if you get it right baby we could fly
Put you in a mustang baby you could drive
Put you in a white range could do what you like
Skin soaked and bathed the coating sublime
I just, treat the fur so it's nice
I just keep the suede so the chance pay me
Don't wanna fade so I keep dust near me
Scuffs piled, running for the two tone child
I been keeping diamonds in my crotch lately
Boy with the biro scum
Ink laced on the tip of the biro dance
Keep the chamber filled with potent stuff
Suede jaw, run it for me baby
Please don't stop, uh
[Verse 4]
Got a couple lost girls in my basement
Got a couple gold chains in my base, uh
So what I'm saying
Dough is what I'm on
Don't make sense
If I don't make none
I got suede on my tongue won't life the chain if the back ain't dumb
Grandaddy James is were I got the game from
Dada, show you what the flames on
Written by: 808INK