Pure lyrics

by

PopLord


[Hook]
You ain't really got no plug if it ain't pure
Get that money, get that money, that's for sure
Keep the sh*t, it got codeine, it ain't syrup
I got diamonds dancin' on me, n*gga burr
We go motherf*ckin' clean, we gon' work
Drop that sh*t off from the set and go berserk
f*ck that b*tch and then go buy that hoe a purse
Get that money, get that money, that's for sure

[Verse 1]
Hold on, OG sit back, I ain't tryin' to chit-chat
Me and my n*ggas we tryin'a f*ck, we don't do no kickbacks
n*gga like me gon' grind it up, bought two bags for six, stat
I don't really worry 'bout gettin' back, n*gga I'm sellin [?]
These n*ggas wanna be jus' like me, take my style then switch back
f*ck that hoe, I don't want her no more, n*gga come get yo' b*tch back
My bros [?] my grits, yeah
[?] for my b*tch, yeah
Put it in the bowl make the four move 'round
Watch these n*ggas and [?] move 'round
Guess I'm a [?] hunter in winter, I'm wearin' fur
I put these n*ggas onto the lingo, I said it first
These b*tches jockin, her head get sloppy on the purp
These n*ggas sweet, they buyin' copies of they work

[Hook]
You ain't really got no plug if it ain't pure
Get that money, get that money, that's for sure
Keep the sh*t, it got codeine, it ain't syrup
I got diamonds dancin' on me, n*gga burr
We go motherf*ckin' clean, we gon' work
Drop that sh*t off from the set and go berserk
f*ck that b*tch and then go buy that hoe a purse
Get that money, get that money, that's for sure

[Verse 2]
Boulevard park we champions, wanna work wit' me, won't hurt to try
I don't wanna hear about the work you got, just bought 10 grams from the work we drive
n*gga you a rake, spend your money on pus*y, [?]
I just got $3500 for a verse, but I can get $7500 when I'm cookin'
We put the marijuana leaves in the cookie, once they cookin' I ain't talkin' bout possum
I don't eat pork, no beef, no chicken, every other day young n*gga eatin' lobster
I don't put my di*k in any stripper, everyday a n*gga f*ck a model
I don't even drink no f*ckin liquor, in the club pourin' up the bottles
Me and Cassius Jay we trap sinatra
b*tches got they di*k up on they nostrils
b*tches got they di*k up on they tonsils
Free, b*tch, I don't really want you
Choppa factory, I'm the Willy Wonka
Big wheels, I really whip a tonka
Big bankroll, word to [?]

[Hook]
You ain't really got no plug if it ain't pure
Get that money, get that money, that's for sure
Keep the sh*t, it got codeine, it ain't syrup
I got diamonds dancin' on me, n*gga burr
We go motherf*ckin' clean, we gon' work
Drop that sh*t off from the set and go berserk
f*ck that b*tch and then go buy that hoe a purse
Get that money, get that money, that's for sure

[Outro]
Me and Cassius Jay we trap sinatra
Me and Cassius Jay we trap sinatra

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