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Sebby OG

O, Sebby O, pitch an O i gotta go

On my own, im on go on cruise control

Fly away with me, out of state to mexico

Know the road, call me Sebby Figueroa

YAYAYA, you player hatin on a young man

Dont give no fucks man, celly pager im the plug man

Im just a kid, im tuckin a doob and im rollin it dumb fast

Girl let me live, im tryna get rich and spread it to the young mans

YAYAYA ha ha ha laughin at a punk bitch

Blase blas drop the top ooo she in that sun dress

She lookin good in that pink, mixin and matchin them jeans

She like the way that i think, she got it down to a T

I been skatin movin hoopin out in Venice beach

She my michelada mami all that i can drink

Look at the way i maneuver look at the way that i dress

Told her im headed straight to her told her to send the address

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Saucalini

Say YAYAYA, YAYAYA, i love my squad i love my gang

Oh my god, like oh my god we got it made

Yellow bone, that yellow bone might be my favorite

Ride me slow, she ride me slow and treat me great

Hollywood, in hollywood she feed me grapes

She likes wine, i dont like wine i drink cervez

Need that low, i need that low low clean on daytons

Keep that chrome, i like them spokes and how they swang

Drop the top, baby think im pimpin cuz my game nice

Fly as hell, baby fly as shit but she got stage fright

Not at all, they think i be playin no way jose

We got the rock, baby watch me shakem like ladanian

That money gon come for me

That money gon come for me

She ain't the only one, that love me im on the run

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