Drug Test Lyrics - Hood Morning - Game

I'm in this muthaf-cker doing what I wanna 

10 bottles, 10 bitches go up out the sauna 

Pull up in that Enzo then I do donuts 

I'm that cool, cashews, make 'em all go nuts 

Baby got ass I need me a shot of that 

Lil mama get gangsta for me 

Stuff it in your Prada bag 

Thats right 

She got something that I wanna see 

Thats right, so if she leave 

She f-cking with me, thats life 

Twerk somethin', work something', hurt somethin' 

She wanna check, check this shit out like a coming 

They rip they neck and run they mouth when they heard something 

Dre dropped another one and f-cked around and murdered somethin' 

Club filled with dead bodies, if not than you a zombie 

I'm not gon' feel sorry, you pass out from it 

Get drunk, get blunted 

Do what you wanna do, drug test on you 

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Lotta money when I talk 

Big mills, big deals 

'Bout a hundred in a vault 

Sit still, that real 

Lotta haters throw salt, they lost 

Big Game give a f-ck how you feel 

I fear she just might just pop that pill 

And feel on me all night till the tip spill 

Tip scales with her waistline, sex with the bassline 

She gon f-ck a snare drum one drink at a time 

Blow right, hoes fight over my name 

I got my dough right, hustle running all in my veins 

It's forty days, forty nights if I'm making it rain 

I reign supreme, a bottle and some bomb-ass weed 

Than we gooood! 

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If you got drugs in this muthaf-cker, ohh 

Let me see your hands in the air 

Narcotics in the club and the ladies love us 

So lets get high off something, high of something, high of something 

Till your muthaf-cking brain don't function 

High of something, high of something 

Ayy, what I supply taking you high? 

Fireworks when I spark 

Yellow tape, lotta chalk 

Thought you said you a boss, big deal 

Bitch chill, pulling out that black card 

Showin' off big spendin', letting alcohol spill 

I feel she might just get too faded, x-rated thats what I like 

Glad that you made to this ceremoney at hand 

Take a sip lets plan for the future 

duce you to Snoop get you right and... 

May I, kick a little something for G's 

And, make a few ends?, as I breeze through 

The shit on my hip is a f-cking preview 

And guess what it lead to 

If you got drugs in this muthaf-cker, ohh 

Let me see your hands in the air 

Narcotics in the club and the ladies love us 

So lets get high off something, high of something, high of something 

Till your muthaf-cking brain don't function 

high of something, high of something 

Ayy, what I supply taking you high?