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Shoreline Mafia - Pour Two 4's [Official Audio]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
OhGeesy
OhGeesy
Vocals
Rob Vicious
Rob Vicious
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Angelo Glen Johnson
Angelo Glen Johnson
Songwriter
LaRon Robinson
LaRon Robinson
Songwriter
Terrence Hackett
Terrence Hackett
Songwriter
Alejandro Carranza
Alejandro Carranza
Songwriter
Robert Maggee
Robert Maggee
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
AceTheFace
AceTheFace
Producer
JoogFTR
JoogFTR
Producer
RonRon
RonRon
Producer
JoogSzn
JoogSzn
Producer

Lyrics

(AceTheFace) (Joog) (Ron-Ron, do that shit) I'm so poured, I'm so throwed, she on go I spend dough, won't hold a door for no ho I ain't polite, pollute the sprite, I do it twice I pour two fours in one night, I do it right It's do or die, do you wanna ride? My door suicide Won't ever switch sides, I don't fuck no Ricos, that's how many niggas died I'm getting this cake, I don't fuck with no fake, I don't fuck with the jakes I thank the Lord every day I wake, I give, I take Eat off your plate, you eat off mine, my nigga, it's fine Got love for the line, we one of a kind, ain't hard to find Baby, what's your sign? Bitch, I'm a Sag, Evisu sack Count money bags, wear soldier rags, RIP Soulja Slim Ron-Ron did the beat, I'm going right in, RIP to the pimp I'm a real ass nigga, I don't play in the pent' I don't think, I just send, Ron-Ron did the beat I'm going right in, RIP to the pimp I'm a real ass nigga, I don't play in the pent' I don't think, I just send I'm so poured, I'm so throwed, she on go I spend dough, won't hold a door for no ho I ain't polite, pollute the sprite, I do it twice I pour two fours in one night, I do it right I'm so poured, I'm so throwed, she on go I spend dough, won't hold a door for no ho I ain't polite, pollute the sprite, I do it twice I pour two fours in one night, I do it right Rolling like a Maserati (skrrt) I'm the nigga in the party sniffing crushed up molly (fact) Got a drugged up body (whoo) And I'm 'bout to leave the club with a fucked up hottie And I'm fucked up, shawty (I'm fucked) All these toxins really got me feeling fuck my body (that's a fact) Can't trust nobody (no) I don't trust nobody, I shoot up your party Booted up, I'm bustin' shotty (burst) Tootin' up a fucking shawty in the middle of the lobby (fuck) Kickin' like I know karate (pop) Play with snow, ain't playin' hockey, get your shawty, call me papi Baby, no, I'm not cocky (no), shawty, I'm just being honest (honest) Spend a stack on choppers (on choppers), send a nigga to the doctor (grrah) I can't love you, lil' bitch, I love my scale (I love my scale) We got grams on grams on grams on grams on grams (grams on grams) In the kitchen, swear this bitch, get hot like Hell (get hot like hell) I wrap it up, no AOL, but you got mail (brrt) I'm so poured, I'm so throwed, she on go I spend dough, won't hold a door for no ho I ain't polite, pollute the sprite, I do it twice I pour two fours in one night, I do it right I'm so poured, I'm so throwed, she on go I spend dough, won't hold a door for no ho I ain't polite, pollute the sprite, I do it twice I pour two fours in one night, I do it right Pollute, pollute the sprite, I do it twice I pour two fours, fours in one night, I do it right Pollute, pollute the sprite, I do it twice I pour two fours in one night-
Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Alejandro Carranza, Angelo Johnson, Laron Robinson, Terrence Hackett Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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