Max B - 75 In The Can lyrics

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Max B - 75 In The Can lyrics

They gave me 75 in the (can!) They gave me 75 in the (can!) They gave me 75 in the (can!) They gave me 75 in the (can!) Dirty coppers is tryna hit me Thot b*tches is tricky fu*king round with ni**as I can't stand Repetition I had a plan Soon as I step out that motherfu*ker bought a van I had the cash 40 acres and a mule Own a 120 acres Momma sing the blues we got land Bigga that sh*t a ni**a jam Got the black Panamera a 180 Grand its like I can feel it in my bones Like a black Bentayga that's sitting on chrome I fu*ks with the ni**a Bigga we know he coming home My proportions like aids the sh*t is fully blown I can't Wait till my kids is fully grown Watches in the ring sh*t is full of stones Got flows for the ages ni**as be tryna Jack Riding dick like a seesaw I'm never going back fu*k around and pay the price Got the logo made of Ice I be dolo in the night Drag a b*tch like Ray Rice and Uh Send some ni**as to flip a ni**a truck Moving weight like Lizzo I don't give a fu*k You ni**as will get the sizzle Put em in the trunk Tdrive his ass upstate and put him in the dump The music is EMG we what the b*tches want Baby ride dick let me put it in her rump she got Dirty coppers is tryna hit me Thot b*tches is tricky fu*king round with ni**as I can't stand Repetition I had a plan Soon as I step out that motherfu*ker bought a van I had the cash 40 acres and a mule Own a 120 acres Momma sing the blues we got land Bigga that sh*t a ni**a jam Got the black Panamera a 180 Grand its like Black Benz Suit and tie ni**as pulling up on the scene in a newer ride Got bullet proof doors in case a ni**a step Demonstration is in order ni**as wanna check they try to Good thing I drive stick Only thing I took was my babies last kiss We when my ni**as blast sh*t I got a 180 I be going state to state Poppin these P's and same day Dullo, I'm bout to do it you know Bring out the cooler Pour the Dom, Veli the Boss Don numero uno Sour diesel all in the air coughing up a lung Gotta million in jewelry on walking through the slums And I dare a ni**a to move I'll hit him with the tool I'll make a angel out the ni**a and lift him out his shoes I'm Charly Ram Dirty coppers is tryna hit me Thot b*tches is tricky fu*king round with ni**as I can't stand Repetition I had a plan Soon as I step out that motherfu*ker bought a van I had the cash 40 acres and a mule Own a 120 acres Momma sing the blues we got land Bigga that sh*t a ni**a jam Got the black Panamera a 180 Grand its like Its like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder How I keep from going under Better keep the hunger, ni**a You want the wave Say a number I was dead 11 summers Never read Columbus I read the word The devil was among us Copped a new Rollie the bezel was humongous And it like I had to have it she knew She had a habit we be fu*king in a back seat better call a copy fu*k the prosecutor he su*k a dick until he die Thousand dollar shades cover up the eyes I'm a book em for a gig Bullets cook a rib I'm a kill the ni**a dog I'm a cook the ni**a kid Couldn't get a set of keys Pockets full of geez Pizza extra cheese I call my ni**a Don Clooney he floating on a strip See youse a tender dick ni**a who focus on the b*tch She gotta man Dirty coppers is tryna hit me Thot b*tches is tricky fu*king round with ni**as I can't stand Repetition I had a plan Soon as I step out that motherfu*ker bought a van I had the cash 40 acres and a mule Own a 120 acres Momma sing the blues we got land Bigga that sh*t a ni**a jam Got the black Panamera a 180 Grand its like

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