Topic - Posted On The Corner ft. Crooked I lyrics

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Hook:

How this posted on the corner, pussy posted on the corner

posted on the corner, pussy pussy that good

I call this posted on the corner,

call this posted on the corner,

posted on the corner, pussy pussy that good

I call this posted on the corner,

pussy posted on the corner,

posted on the corner, pussy that good

I call this posted on the corner,

call this posted on the corner,

posted on the corner, pussy pussy that good

I call this posted on the corner,

the cold what I'm representing

gotta talk shit by who I am bitch and seven in

new down at the west and my presents it's prevalent

bitches between me and him my nigga I said presidence

drop the coast..in 07 issue that shit a relevant

a man can hustler a bust I'm campaign and like the president

wear box a nigga lane in the total different space

my killers do what I say raise the case eat your face

give a nigga like you plenty space I don't fuck with you clown

fuck a blog talk about my nigga was poppin now

topic is the name hoe, that comin quick was game how

can't play me like them ass bro

they feel the pain inside your flow

still I rise for this ass bitches

talkin shit I put the cove on Louie bag

Gucci built on all that shit

hap and out of different whips I here it do it different

'cause lock down in 25 bust up a 26

said you deep on the that humiliate me down to my feets

we're getting at the baddest bitch

my dick is like a magnet and automatically

irritate haters like alergies

probably cause I'ma G'd it up burn G's like the calories

I'm like the pope in the hood give em something to praise

first west coast niggas on aces base

under pressure like the diamond that's how it's made

I got receipts from my dues and I over play

I play the game and let the game play top

if I got them double ims it ain't the main box

my gluck cop for niggas tryin to get with me

I'll be posted on the corner west go win the city outtie

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I'll probably posted on the corner necklace frozen nose upon us

zonin on patron livin like California's owner

doing what I wanna and fuckin on the zona

jumpin a bomb zona then I'm gone don't even phone her

'cause I'm back on that combat all by my lonesome

not I'm not a tough guy just you who ever want some

chrome gun, don't run, long bitches all one

I'm long pitches on sun, told you changes don't come

ridin on them hardly men, yeah we straight all..

forgot all about then in police like we got all timers

dog we all grinders so work and you'll find us

buying the mow, we ball, I don't think the law like us

serving bitches poppin pills, serving serve and one for real

hangin around killers and drug dealers like I ain't got a deal

gotta lead my daughter neals, put this on my mama will

I'ma be livin illegal till they put Obama on the dollar bill

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