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Pill - Table Full lyrics

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Hook:

You got it all so put it on the table (put it on, put it on, put it on)

You’re talking running put it on the table (gotta look, gotta look, gota look)

Walk up with choppers and on the table, (don’t run, don’t run, don’t run)

And when I f*ck up put her on the table, (ohh)

She wanna cook I tell her set the table (set the table)

We ain’t as good as for the ballin’ table (a ballin’ table)

I got my million dollars all on the table (all on the table)

And when I f*ck up, I put her on the table.

F*ck on the table, cheese on the table, dope on skill we don’t type

If I got kay no need no able, this is all fetch don’t need no favours

Gotta pullin’ on the pill just to let em know

Gotta workin’ in the feel, get the chat to hoe,

Everything on the table, jump to the stables,

Anything gotta do with getting that paper

Choppers on dick if you see me a hater,

Get the .. elevator, yeah

Pop the lock or pop the trunk or pop the glock

I can’t believe if you right on,

I’m not a pump so .. it right, and .. so nigga will die behind

Dope man partner I just might help me a paper

Long time hustler never met em in wage

Cope man buster my wife, might use the ..

It’s the life you’re livin’ when you dealin’ with some players.

Hook:

You got it all so put it on the table (put it on, put it on, put it on)

You’re talking running put it on the table (gotta look, gotta look, gota look)

Walk up with choppers and on the table, (don’t run, don’t run, don’t run)

And when I f*ck up put her on the table, (ohh)

She wanna cook I tell her set the table (set the table)

Well you ain’t as good as for the ballin’ table (a ballin’ table)

I got my million dollars all on the table (all on the table)

And when I f*ck up, I put her on the table (put it on, put it on, put it on)

I got to put her on top in the bakin’ .. guapo

Been gone have now y’all can’t stop em

F*ck that twitter she y’all can block em

You mean now deal get stop em, hey

Not to .. this shit right here for real my nigga

This shit right here for real my nigga,

I set nobody in the west side and guarantee mother*cker say that pill my nigga

PR.. you shit thing

Get proposed on the script pop he big game,

40 ounce for the bag ain’t shit changed

Nigga runnin’ with the bullets nigga this thing

Pissed out, crushed out .. so I was only one 14 ..

Might have been a .. I was never big .. I was only tipped out

How you, how you? I might breeze ‘bout you

Would a bitch that love like shit play often .. by you

Making keep pagin I’m pacing all ‘bout my place so so

Naggin’ the .. and niggas ain’t never made no dope

[2 x Hook:]

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