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3200 Tre & Rmc Mike Happy Holiday

[Intro: RMC Mike]
Bitch it's 30 oh
(SLAJIDI, turn me up)

[Verse 1: RMC Mike]
[?] in a box, happy holliday
I'm finna get them bitches gone, I told them [?]
You want them bitches right now, then what you tryna pay?
Freaky bitch, love to suck my dick while I'm counting pape

[Verse 2: 3200 Tre]
I got every rack on me, I took them out the safe
If the club ain't tryna pay, I can't come out today
I'm tryna drink an 8 today, I'm just an ounce away
Your trap ain't shit, if it ain't breaking down a pound a day
If you want it, you can get it, bitch, it's up to you
I need a hundred for these [?], theese [?]
You gotta bring the cash now, I'm not fronting you
Just know it's a blick around if I'm comfortable
[Verse 3: RMC Mike]
I don't fall in love with fans, I be f..ckin' them
Face card good everywhere, so I'm comfortable
You waitin' on your first hunnid, K, well I be touchin' him
Hit him in his face, hе didn't die, but he a vegеtable
I guess I did my job
I ain't tryna f..ck you cause you cute, bitch, I deal with vibes
Grew up with some real gangsta niggas, like to steal and rob
I spent forty on the watch just to kill some time

[Verse 4: 3200 Tre]
I hate some shit I wasn't supposed to, why this bump comin'?
This bitch shoot a little faster, it got that one button
Fuck how you feel, I can't respect you till you done somethin'
I ain't never seen the M or touched the M, but I feel one comin'
I don't just be gettin' watched, I get likes too
All the shit you think I don't got, might do
I'm reppin' real money, counter and mine too
If you solid with some motion, we might sign you

[Verse 5: RMC Mike & 3200 Tre]
I hit him with the pistol, but I fight too
I like my eggs a little runny, it's delightful
Might trick a little bit if I like
I know you ain't the only one going she got a price to
Cut straight into a bitch like what it's costing
I'm only here for one night. Don't do this often
Doing 160 in the care almost lost
Street nigga treat the trap like an office
[Verse 6: 3200 Tre]
I've never seen a dog before with his paw prints
I'm trying to find some purple rain. I'm finna call Prince
I'm here busting down a brick. I'm getting nauseous
My brother always busy. I'll never call him
Huh? It's a thousand bucks

[Outro: 3200 Tre]
Bitch, I ain't goin' back to court I'm not the type to argue with you I ain't goin' back and forth
I ain't never had no pet I'ma go and grab a horse
I'm like 50 with this power I ain't never had to force him
Come on, bitch Yeah, that wasn't Mike either, Come on
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