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Dj Paul Glock In My Draws

DJ Paul] Glock, glock in my draws As I walk the motherfuckin track Hit me wit some more, if you don't hear me So I split your wig Glock, glock in my draws

blastin' off my muthafuckin' balls By da one in da chamber of da glock I got in my draws I got my cap to the side Watchin' my fuckin' back My dopes

penetrate Leaning sideways with my fitted straight With 27's on point, the paintjob are new york minute made Check my armor no clouds in my stones

tippy toes Take your cheese And fuck your hoes Givin' you crack sacks, macks back in your cadillacs Drop glock in my draws Extra clip up under my balls My

blastin' off my muthafuckin' balls By da one in da chamber of da glock i got in my draws I got my cap to the side Watchin' my fuckin' back My dopes across

penetrate Leaning sideways with my fitted straight With 27's on point, the paintjob are new york minute made Check my armor no clouds in my stones

penetrate Leaning sideways with my fitted straight With 27's on point, the paintjob are new york minute made Check my armor no clouds in my stones

them penetrate Leaning sideways with my fitted straight With 27's on point, the paintjob are new york minute made Check my armor no clouds in my stones

Chorus x4 (dj paul) I'm on a cross lucifer please cut me free (cut me free) I'll draw your portrait if you pull these nails out my feet (nails out