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lirik lagu again pt. 2 - caplito

[intro: caplito]
yeah, yeah

[verse 1: caplito]
i ain’t rich yet, i can’t sleep
yeah, that money callin’ me
can’t be tellin’ ’bout no b~tch, been f~ckin’ hoes like all week
down to ride? gotta make sure before you hop up in the v
time to slide, n~~~~, i’m busy, we gon’ keep spinnin’ ’til it’s complete
you know we gon’ spin again, and again, and again (spin)
i’m just runnin’ up a a bag, i don’t want no new friends
i’m just keepin’ it a dub, i’m probably off like two tens
shorty want a new tan, we fly out for the weekend
n~~~~~ b~tches, they talkin’ behind my back, but, nah, it don’t mean sh~t to me
i just pop my sh~t all on these beats, they want the recipe (thеy want the recipe)
my brothеrs all got cases, i keep prayin’ that i get away (uh, uh)
if you don’t know the game, here, let me show you, watch me demonstrate
watch me turn a eighth to twenty~eight, now four forty~eight
graduated school of hard knocks, i had all f~ckin’ a’s
i passed with flying colors, smokin’ purple, that’s the only way
we gon’ test guns and test run, we hit the highway
lil’ b~tch too bad, i don’t trust her, so, she suck me in the driveway
i think i rolled a thousand blunts today, had to get my mind straight
she know that i’m trickin’ so she throw that p~ssy my way
got caught with a strap, but, you know i bailed out the same day (yeah)
[verse 2: $wvnk & dj lucas]
he’s still sittin’ in that cell, one day he prevail
but, lately i’ve been puttin’ a hundred grams up on a scale
makin’ all this money, yeah, i’m up, but, not the [?] way
i believe in god, but, i’m still trappin’ every sunday
‘f~ck you mean? got it out the mud
i knew i’d be rich someday
i’m overseas with a model b~tch, yeah, i got her straight out the runway
i came straight out of the dungeon
they don’t want problems ’cause we get to bussin’
i carry the heat, i’m playin’ d
make one wrong move, i get to clutchin’
i’m posted up, i’m makin’ moves, it got me feelin’ like tim duncan
got turkey bags up in the v, i think today i smoked a onion (woo)
i swear to god, she play with me, i k!ll a b~tch like ted bundy
i’m with the gang, it’s tbe, take a last shot, like 2~3 (dj)

[verse 3: dj lucas]
pull up, so fresh, so clean, except for the crumbs on my lap when i’m rollin’ up weed (clean)
so high last night, almost fell asleep drivin’, they know that i’m livin’ my dream (yoom)
on the path less traveled, i came out the woods, so, you know i put on the high beam (dj)
up and down the connecticut river just like a fly fisherman workin’ the stream (go)
came out of 413, that’s the westside of mass’, i still bleed green (four~one~three)
b~tch, i grew up in a college town, but, i ain’t never gon’ get a degree (ha)
all the ice on the windshield, smoke in the whip to the point that i can’t even see (smoke)
they say anything’s possible, b~tch, i’m the livin’ proof, you just gotta believe
like, f~ck ’em (dj), i be talkin’ my talk, it’s the end of discussion (f~ck ’em)
three~five in my bleep, be bussin’ (smoke), play on the way from white river junction (c’mon)
all these guys don’t keep it a hunnid (money), so, i jump in the whip and i gun it (yoom)
and they know that i came out the valley, i spent my whole life tryna get to the summit (dj)
they like, “dj, that boy really does it”
smokin’ a spliff every time i’m in public (smoke)
they like, “money, that doesn’t buy happiness,” but, my outfit sixteen~hundred (clean, clean)
right now i feel ye ’cause, girl, you’re a f~ckin’ hoe, but, you know that i love it (haha)
yeah, it’s young mr. clean, you know that i’m doin’ my thing ’til i’m kickin’ the bucket
[outro: dj lucas]
dj, let me talk my talk, man (clean, clean, clean)
i’m dj

- lirik lagu again pt 2

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