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Musty (Explicit) - Shoreline Mafia
Written by：Shoreline Mafia

They ask me how I'm feeling my n**ga I'm feeling lovely

It must be everywhere I go they wanna f**k me
Musty uhh my n**ga who got that musty
It must be ohgees 'cause he stay serving custy
They ask me how I'm feeling my n**ga I'm feeling lovely
It must be everywhere I go they wanna f**k me
Musty uhh my n**ga who got that musty
It must be ohgees 'cause he stay serving custy
I'm busting no tussling
Bad b**ch a eater that ain't for discussion

She busting and gushing
She dripping and moaning when I get to f**king
Fufu n**ga sip on nothing but 'tussin
I'm pouring the quali' I'm throwed with my youngins
I pour with my youngins I go with my youngins
We blowing them hundreds and blowing them 'woods
I'm a nice a** n**ga but I'm misunderstood
Got a ratchet lil b**ch and she from Inglewood
I'm moving around I do nothing but jugg
I'm f**king these hoes like a young n**ga should
And you'd do the same if you young n**gas could
Just bought the beamer 'cause that sh*t look cleaner
How I get this sh*t n**ga serving the fienders
N**ga b**ches snitching like they serving subpoenas
And my n**gas all nuts you get served by a peanut
Your b**ch she a slut she get curbed and deleted
F**ked while she pregnant got nut on your fetus
I'm going too crazy need to calm down Jesus

Need to calm down Jesus
They ask me how I'm feeling my n**ga I'm feeling lovely
It must be everywhere I go they wanna f**k me
Musty uhh my n**ga who got that musty
It must be ohgees 'cause he stay serving custy
They ask me how I'm feeling my n**ga I'm feeling lovely
It must be everywhere I go they wanna f**k me
Musty uhh my n**ga who got that musty
It must be ohgees 'cause he stay serving custy
I'm pouring juice by the deuce riding 'round in the coupe
I ain't playing with a b**ch lil baby I thought you knew
Busting scripts with your b**ch for the lean
I'm off a bean I sip nothing that's clean
I got a sprite I'ma turn this sh*t pink

I pop a percocet pink like my drink

Hold up I'm tripping you hoing or going lil b**ch
What the f**k a n**ga mean he ain't pour up like this
Trying to pull up on my n**gas like hold up they got sticks
This a hunned dollar cup you ain't po' up like this
I'm a real right n**ga need a real right b**ch
Need them blue face hundreds I'm fiending I gotta sip
If your b**ch ain't going I'm tripping she gotta dip
I just got the sixteen no flippin' I'm finna sip
Whole eight in a two liter
Sipping with my same n**gas no new people
I'm kicking sh*t whole gang off prescriptions b**ch

Talk chips or my n**gas ain't listening