Plug Daughter 2
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Plug Daughter 2
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She know I love her to death, you heard me?
I'm up in rank and I do this for real
You lil' bitty bitch and I'm still in the field, hey
I'm up in rank and I'm still in the field
The shit that I rap 'bout, it might get me killed
You rap what you hear and I rap what I live (ooh)
I'm fuckin' with the plug daugther, plug daugther, plug daughter
Hol' on, that's my plug callin', plug callin', plug callin'
Fuckin' with the plug daugther, plug daugther, plug daughter
My plug callin'
I'm fuckin' with the plug daughter (plug daugther, plug daughter)
I'm fuckin' with the plug daughter (plug daugther, plug daughter)
We get roadside assistance when we placin' orders (plug daugther, plug daughtеr)
Wrap the money up and then wе send it cross the water (plug daugther, plug daughter)
I'm fuckin' with the plug daughter (plug daugther, plug daughter)
I'm fuckin' with the plug daughter (plug daugther, plug daughter)
I'm tied up with diego, they treat me like family
And if I ever leave, boy, they gon' kill my family
In and out of jail, on the fences, I'm famous
Bitch, I'm a big gangsta, don't do no complainin'
That plane 'bout to land, we gon' meet at the hangar (a hunnid)
That metric ton load come in shipment containers
Now a lot of you ain't 'bout to know what I'm sayin'
Big hook outta bogota got me a ankle
They fresh out the prison, talkin' fifty-ton language
Lil' metric ton shawty, nickname, what they gave her
Now out the country, ain't talkin' vacation
We runnin' with hitters who own business, dangerous
Straight out the dirt, I got mine out the floor
No recompressin', I know what they know
Numbers too high in Texas, don't go back and forth
Why play 'round with 'migo, I go where they go
My concierge sent a colombian load
My jewish transporter gon' get it back home
Heavy surveillance, they watch from the drone
Vpn trackin', I watch from the phone
Two million dollars for each of my look-alikes
I get indicted, they capture the clone
One of my people, he from Argentina
Shout out to him, he a hell of a teacher
Ten million dollars for my private doctor
I go on the run, reconstructin' my features
I'm fuckin' with the plug daughter (plug daugther, plug daughter)
I'm fuckin' with the plug daughter (plug daugther, plug daughter)
We get roadside assistance when we placin' orders (plug daugther, plug daughter)
Wrap the money up and then we send it cross the water (plug daugther, plug daughter)
I'm fuckin' with the plug daughter (plug daugther, plug daughter)
I'm fuckin' with the plug daughter (plug daugther, plug daughter)
I'm tied up with diego, they treat me like family
And if I ever leave, boy, they gon' kill my family
Now this what I say 'bout to sound a lil' different
We put on a glove 'cause we touchin' too many
Breadwinner stamp on the pack of the chick
Fingerprints on the wrapper could come back and get you
This type of shit, I never envisioned (uh-huh)
From trappin' on corners to standin' in kitchens
The secret compartments, the new eighteen wheelers
My big brother gave me the game, he official
We keepin' it g when you deal with a dealer
Or I call out if they can't supply in the city
We bought us a body shop, we in the buildin'
My satellite phone 'bout to bump on the hitter
I hit 'em two times then hang up, he gon' send it
A thousand 'em bitches, I'm payin' they tickets
Your name, date of birth, social flicks, and your children
You cannot do that, then we cannot do business
Come with addresses and places they live
Get a da, ho, better see your credentials
Trackin' device on the back of the civics
Get apprehended, bend down, do no snitchin'
Back up to tahoe, they slide through chicago
Whisper to one of my finest lieutenants
That bitch that you love in one push of a button
Her feet in the air, with a dent in her memory
I'm fuckin' with the plug daughter (plug daugther, plug daughter)
I'm fuckin' with the plug daughter (plug daugther, plug daughter)
We get roadside assistance when we placin' orders (plug daugther, plug daughter)
Wrap the money up and then we send it cross the water (plug daugther, plug daughter)
I'm fuckin' with the plug daughter (plug daugther, plug daughter)
I'm fuckin' with the plug daughter (plug daugther, plug daughter)
I'm tied up with diego, they treat me like family
And if I ever leave, boy, they gon' kill my family
Hey
I couldn't see it no other way
I'm in love right now
I'ma take whatever come behind this here
I'm in love right now, yeah
Say, I'm posted in the trenches, and some shit I can't get out of
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