Shoreline Mafia - Musty (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Shoreline Mafia - Musty (en) Lyrics
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They ask me how I'm feeling,
my nigga I'm feeling lovely,
it must be, it must be
All these bitches tryna fuck me
That nigga bitch, all these bitches
Ron Ron do that shit
They ask me how I'm feeling,
my nigga I'm feeling lovely
It must be, everywhere I
go they wanna fuck me
Musty, uh my nigga who got that musty?
It must be oh geez 'cause
he stay serving custy
Musty, uh my nigga who
got that musty?
I'm busting, no tussling
Bad bitch a eater that ain't for discussion,
she busting and gushing
She dripping and moaning
when I get to fucking
Fufu nigga sip on nothing but 'Tussin
I'm pouring the Quali', I'm
throwed with my youngins
I pour with my youngins,
I go with my youngins
We blowing them hundreds
and blowing them 'Woods
I'm a nice ass nigga but
I'm misunderstood
Got a ratchet lil bitch
and she from Inglewood
I'm moving around, I
do nothing but jugg
I'm fucking these hoes like
a young nigga should
And you'd do the same if
you young niggas could
Just bought the Beamer 'cause
that shit look cleaner
How I get this shit, nigga
serving the fienders
Nigga bitches snitching like
they serving subpoenas
And my niggas all nuts, you
get served by a peanut
Your bitch she a slut she
get curbed and deleted
Fucked while she pregnant,
got nut on your fetus
I'm going too crazy, need
to calm down, Jesus
Need to calm down, Jesus
I'm pouring juice by the deuce
riding 'round in the coupe
I ain't playing with a bitch,
lil baby I thought you knew
Busting scripts with your
bitch for the lean
I'm off a bean, I sip
nothing that's clean
I got a Sprite, I'ma
turn this shit pink
I pop a percocet, pink like my drink
Hold up I'm tripping, you ho-
ing or going lil bitch?
What the fuck a nigga mean,
he ain't pour up like this
Trying to pull up on my niggas
like hold up they got sticks
This a hunned dollar cup, you
ain’t po' up like this
I'm a real right nigga need
a real right bitch
Need them blue face hundreds,
I'm fiending, I gotta sip
If your bitch ain't going, I'm
tripping, she gotta dip
I just got the sixteen, no
flippin', I'm finna sip
Whole eight, in a two liter
Sipping with my same niggas,
no new people
I'm kicking shit, whole gang
off prescriptions bitch
Talk chips or my niggas
ain't listening
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