Singer: Mozzy
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Song: Pricetag
Mozzy - Pricetag Lyrics (LRC) (03:49-229-0-en) (PARTIAL PREVIEW)
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[00:23.60]Shooter geekin' off that molly, he might pop somethin', yeah
[00:26.30]Nobody tried us, he just wanna catch a body for me
[00:29.20]Everything I own, that's me, I got it out of the streets
[00:32.30]Got some choppers in the closet, bring 'em out if it's beef
[00:35.30]Price tag on his head, it ain't shit to get your mind bought
[00:38.00]Make sure he dead, raise out the car and let that nine off
[00:41.10]Seventeen shots, empty the clip before we ride off
[00:44.00]Heard that boy been woofin', left him stankin' on that sidewalk
[00:46.90]Ayy, bitch, I'm banging 'til the death of me, killers that'll step for me (Uh)
[00:50.40]Course I love my auntie, I just hate she on that amphetamine
[00:53.10]Sucker side scared of me, scientific fact, though
[00:56.10]I just checked the 'Gram, nobody died, we doubled back, though
[00:59.10]Woofin' get you bagged, though, boolin' in my bathrobe
[01:02.20]Tendin' to this trap phone
[01:03.90]Shoot him, if his mask on, I'm tryna knock his mask off
[01:06.70]Fire up, then stab off
[01:08.20]Synthetic cathinones, my driller off of bath salt
[01:11.20]Nail him to the asphalt
[01:12.60]Business boomin', bag talk
[01:14.20]Buy it wholesale and then we sell it to him half-off
[01:17.10]Fuck the opposition, bitch, I'm trippin', tear his ass off
[01:20.10]Fuck the opposition, bitch, I'm trippin', tear his ass off
[01:23.50]Shooter geekin' off that molly, he might pop somethin', yeah
[01:26.30]Nobody tried us, he just wanna catch a body for me
[01:29.10]Everything I own, that's me, I got it out of the streets
[01:32.30]Got some choppers in the closet, bring 'em out if it's beef
[01:35.30]Price tag on his head, it ain't shit to get your mind bought
[01:38.00]Make sure he dead, raise out the car and let that nine off
[01:41.10]Seventeen shots, empty the clip before we ride off
[01:44.00]Heard that boy been woofin', left him stankin' on that sidewalk
[01:47.10]Foenem tweaking, bustin' in the party, dropping gang signs
[01:49.90]If we pop out later, we tryna score, lil' bitch, it's game time
[01:53.00]Ready for whatever, I won't hesitate to bang mine
[01:55.90]I went through the struggle, but I made it through that pain fine
[01:59.10]Now it's all smiles, I swear we spent so many days cryin'
[02:02.10]Remember sellin' crack, weed, and pills at the same time
[02:05.00]Now I swerve in foreigns, you might catch me switching lanes, flyin'
[02:08.10]Balling like I'm Jordan, I be fly like I got hang time
[02:11.60]Shooter geekin' off that molly, he might pop somethin', yeah
[02:14.40]Nobody tried us, he just wanna catch a body for me
[02:17.30]Everything I own, that's me, I got it out of the streets
[02:20.30]Got some choppers in the closet, bring 'em out if it's beef
[02:23.20]Price tag on his head, it ain't shit to get your mind bought
[02:26.00]Make sure he dead, raise out the car and let that nine off
[02:29.00]Seventeen shots, empty the clip before we ride...........
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