Pecans

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Pecans

Smino · Pecans · 2017 · 4:37

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Ooh, ooh, ooh Yeah We cut like apple pie, uh My lil' papaya Make me wanna Paypal ya, fly ya lil ass to me Aw yea yea, R.S.V.P I got that thang acquired, make ya sing A Choir, quiet just riding, now she bussin' Pe-cay-ans. Pecans Hands diligent did it for the defiant And Niggas tryin tryin with no finance cut from the finest Da other day my cuzzo hit my phone Said he just hit the licks so good im like my nigga Pause He laugh and say for real dirty i just wanna ball ya dat my dawg But never forget them days no gas hop out and push the car And never forget the wages they payin ma I'll never forget the way they try and take away the art from the heart ya yo start ya the north side Sativa burn smoother than a Porsche ride Plus im off that chocolate water lit it like a Porsche light Tryna dodge the pork lights WOOWOO state troop SHOOSHOO black youth its on the news momma still gotta get interviewed fox ratings boost i stopped paying dues cuz im like bitch im payin who. just sayin I owe it all {? } lied to my pops niggas got to the guap till i walked And felt the crunch in my socks Now i think about it shit i had one pair of socks Now I'm on beaches with these bitches Got me like, fuck wearing socks Ima Artist im sensative like ice on tea out the pot I cook it up im nice and seasoned work from spring to july Im never fatiguing give me a reason i get beat in the clock Im loving my youth i got a sweet tooth i got you too for you We cut like apple pie, uh My lil' papaya Make me wanna Paypal ya, fly ya lil ass to me Aw yea yea, R.S.V.P I got the thing Ive been on like a bitch ice on my wrist Im off the brownie you stumbling baby you prolly think im the shit

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