Her soul swashed with agony and its high tide
Get ya money up, jewelry tight, swagger right
It's so hard for civilians, thank god you with a boss
Solders holding the tide fighting for a cause
Who thought he got gonorrhea at a laundry mat.
So i'mma talk about a little bit of that
Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee
Laundry my clothes while the feds money laundry
And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see
With an uppercut and hit me with a basket of laundry
But check out how i roll tide
Time ain't on her side
I was drowning in the tide with my mouth open wide,
I just think i need one night, slightly more if it's done right
But since mark put a nigga on that lily track
Why don't you put your laundry baskets in the back
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