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Bad Whiskey

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Yeah Uh it's your boy back Fresh off that bay Boss don season Domain pain Shout out to my nigga Young Los on the beats you know I mean, two in the afternoon man Sunny day, strolling through the Soho Really seen a nice pair of Shades I like You know them shits was like $2,500 I bought em fuck it It's what I do Gain Green Boss don shit Domain pain for you niggas I'm bout to get it in Let's go Get at your man I got the forty low Covered up like I'm forty below Seven in with like forty to go Or maybe more Pay me four I'm the waviest of all Got a black one white one Even keep a slim bitch They all stick together And they got a good friendship Closet so expensive Angel mon, Cole Haan And if I'm smoking that haze That's forty of that oho bond Know I got the Audemar Loop ya It ain't shit without Max Your music need a booster The fifth will leave you screaming like a rooster Sweep the nigga body off the stoop like a super Nigga I'm the future Nigga I be used to, the finer shit I don't do that herb you I only do designer shit I only do the Gucci, Louie, Fendi, Prada Biggavel is a pimp I run up in ya mama I run up with the lama Pop it at any nigga thinking he thug Don't pull up I'm a fill this nigga with slugs I seen this nigga in a club out in Jersey Seen his team looking like they want to hurt me But thanks to the frontline You only gotta tell them focus up one time Nigga, I be trying to duck the one time You smoking with thirty niggas on one dime Here we go Here we go So won't you niggas Roll up a big fat bag of sour You can't stop he got the greens Nigga I'm wavy Goddamn I like that power Plus you know we got that Prada Nigga we getting chips while ya'll getting angry On the stroll of the strip like Bitches on the dick like Big pipe Cherry lip gloss get your lips right Get your lips wet I'm not Dipset Nigga I'm Green Gain Rollie in the mean chain I leave you holly in the cheese lane Holly molly go f******urself Plea your chain For the better Max do it for your boy You was riding in the Jetta Max Do it for a toy I be moving like I'm Floyd Right jab, left jab 93 was the shit Harlem had the best cabs Aj Lester's the best rags A buck 20 then That was big money yeah And that's was a 20-10 I was getting money when Reagan was in office Peepee on your carpet Grind like an orphan Lime in the coffin Bitches off the Myspace Love me out in Boston Oooowwww Here we go Here we go So won't you niggas Roll up a big fat bag of sour You can't stop he got the greens Nigga I'm Wavy Goddamn I like that power Plus you know we got that Prada Nigga we getting chips while ya'll getting angry Yeah it's niggas all pissed off in the game Boss don Biggavel shit Back with that domain pain Yeah Young Los Got another one baby Niggas riding that wave Fuck with your boy It's over for these niggas man Oh man Ey big tone We gonna flip these niggas upside down Jingle that change out they pocket Yeah Know what I mean Gain greene baby Oh man Uh Ooowwwww --- Bad Whiskey - Max B

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Library of a Legend, Vol. 8

Record Label

Stage One Music

Release Date

December 8, 2010

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that here domain boss pain forty know it's mean with fuck they gain shit getting prada nigga niggas your like yeah seen only

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