rock my fitted

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, rock my p. millers comin in my fitted cap, rock my p. millers comin in my fitted cap, in my fitted cap in my fitted cap, all in the club pullin hoes in my fitted cap, rock my p. millers comin in my fitted cap, rock my p. millers comin in my fitted cap, in my fitted cap in my fitted cap, all in the club pullin hoes in my fitted cap, i'm ducked in my fitted ride trucks with the windows tinted, guttar boyz in it i don't think you dudes serious you's a scrimmage, you see me step out with p. miller rims and all the tennis, in a saints on a fitted jeans blingin and its drippin, oh, you boys playin i've been token you boys lame, and i hang around guerrillas its ziped i was thousand, ah man i bank mines and if you yappin that's firin, i left em solder way yea the bullets them rap titan, i keep my rim low, even it can took it to the right, when i turn it to back that means c-los is bout to fight, but i leanin to the left, cause i sip that purple sprite, so imma, lay like its a spooner come catchin mobile sike, yea nigga like me, i got a plan to rival, cause i got a lot of platinum like placks on p walls, oh lord you know c-los is ready, ducked in my fitted cap, ride in my fitted cap, high in my fitted cap, rock my p. millers comin in my fitted cap, rock my p. millers comin in my fitted cap, in my fitted cap in my fitted cap, all in the club pullin hoes in my fitted cap, rock my p. millers comin in my fitted cap, rock my p. millers comin in my fitted cap, in my fitted cap in my fitted cap, all in the club pullin hoes in my fitted cap, i'm some special you never seen in my fitted cap money green, on the jersey get it cap dawg master teen, 20s on cutlets 26s on the limousines, son of a hustler i had to sell nice cream, 3.8s when i'm goin on a date, 5.8s duckin lil' rome i don't want you in my face, and i feel some kinda beef i just turn it to the back, wick it straight in the eyes then make it lean back, hat to the side i might be young but i'm a beats with it, freaky like a searcher starched up and lean and freeze in it, so i can ball in it hit them ball in it, throw my soldier cap on them watchin 3 in it, i'm a rich boy i ain't gotta steal shorty, tell that lil rich no cops freakin chip shorty, i do some sacks homie crannies look like shaq homie, represent guttar music the hood got my back homie, rock my p. millers comin in my fitted cap, rock my p. millers comin in my fitted cap, in my fitted cap in my fitted cap, all in the club pullin hoes in my fitted cap, rock my p. millers comin in my fitted cap, rock my p. millers comin in my fitted cap, in my fitted cap in my fitted cap, all in the club pullin hoes in my fitted cap, i'm ducked in my fitted posted up in the cut, i don't dance in my fitted i just throw my hood up, tryna knuck if you buck we gon catch it to the gut, cause i'm gone off that drank tryna find a chicken cup but, lean with it, rock with it, yea i keep my glock with, beefin i pop with it, possibly due drop gimme, 24s when i roll and my pockets full of doe, in the club pullin hoes in my fitted cap, she wanna see my grill the guttaboy of da south, i don't gotta spit game i spit diamonds in my mouth, yea, i'm state to state i know ya boys don't hate, so i keep some that'll make ya click jigglelate, yup, i'm so t.r.u. a red fitted but the diamonds in my chain so b.l.u. and ya'll boys know what we do, we the proof that keep a lil 22 the master rims on the coupe boy boy, rock my p. millers comin in my fitted cap, rock my p. millers comin in my fitted cap, in my fitted cap in my fitted cap, all in the club pullin hoes in my fitted cap, rock my p. millers comin in my fitted cap, rock my p. millers comin in my fitted cap, in my fitted cap in my fitted cap, all in the club pullin hoes in my fitted cap