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Young Dro - Notorious lyrics
High, figure than your average
 I leave them backless, killer instinct
 Shoes made of meat
 Tell marc hit me later
 My detroit player, 5 mikes
 He my hooligan from brooklyn
 If you don't use your cab right, 
 then I'm blowing the back
 Players in my front seat, throw that hoe in the back
 Only one about the hood, rolls golden the lac
 Yoru bitch head by my stroller 
 Man I ain't holdin her back
 At last, niggas rappin bout blunts, bentleys
 Nicki minages, crat denims, fendis
 Spending money by 20's
 Drough in the lab, I done came a long way from selling 4 and a half
 Now they got the funny face, they wasn't payin attentionYoung Dro - Notorious - http://motolyrics.com/young-dro/notorious-lyrics.html
 They ain't seen the benz matching the damie
 Belt tell em niggas put the cake on it
 If you ain't rockin shit, less I got the h on it
 I'm on another level, diamonds, 40 pebble
 40 blocks on the jetta, dumb ass it's a beretta
 And I promise I'm the dopiest, bank care socialist
 I get so ferocious, when them haters start repulchin this
 My lyrics are the ... I'm high as we speak
 Niggas try me while they awake, but they die in they sleep
 Jizzy, jizzy, jizzy, can't you see?
 Sometimes your smoke just hypnotize me
 As I roll up everyday
 I hope that I can blow some smoke your way
 Jizzy, jizzy, jizzy, can't you see?
 Sometimes your smoke just hypnotize me
 As I roll up everyday
 I hope that I can blow some smoke your way.








