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Never Gon Lose

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Never Gon Lose

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This bitch from australian and I'm an alienI sip out a cup of this shit, it's so muddyBut I love it babyWhen I jump out the whip when I hop outThe whip then I'm fresh in the latestI do what I want, and I smoke 'til I'm fadedI drink till I pass out I wake up and drink up againI pour up again and againI said I wasn't gonna fuck with that bitch then I fucked her againI scream out the gutter, in the sewer, the streets turn a boy to a manI nutted off with that ruger, I took your bitch to arubaShe fuck with super cause she got that superWhen I say super that's just super futureWe never gone lose we never gone loseNever gone lose cause these bitches gone chooseThese bitches gone be who they isWalking and talking like classyYou hold to your heart, you a ho to your heartYou know I'll be working that boy I'm a poetServing that boy out the back of the yardFuck on your ho, I'm just playing my cardsWhip after whip put up in the garageSip on the lean like a fifth of the darkHop in the spur, then might hop in the porscheTelly then rally then gather the squadYeah gather the squadMe and my niggas so mothafucking tightYou can't even tell us apartFuck a bitch every single damn nightAin't nothing but avatarValet the car on the curb like I'm swerving on alcoholGet to poppin' them percocets and xanax like they some tylenolI remember nights in europe saying we ain't falling offI'm on loudest green, we gotta have some greenWhen I hit the plane and I board itThey got a magazine with no vizineJust riding around with this 40She gone thug for me, she gone thug for meIn o-hi-o that's my shortyWe ain't playing around this dungarees we gone go upside your nogginYou see they try sabotage me and then copyThey wasn't playing fair no no, oh no no, oh no noBitch is a bozo, she counting the photosWe sell the coco you talking to popoYou know that's a no no, you know whats a no noYou know that's a no no no no no no no noCame at the dopo serve out the paddy doorBitch I'm your man and your daddy, hoPanty droppers had no panties onBitch you stepping in no panties onBack with these stallionsBack-b-b-back with these stallionsDrink after drink, I just carry onGot the sack on me now I just carry itGot some m's in new orleans, I buried itFor the cash and some m's, I'll marry itSee the way they just jumped on the bandwagonWent bought a g-wagon, 56 nights I had to get at itMayweather, pacquiao, nigga, we still at itGet up and get at it, guns like I'm bin ladin

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