Letra de Call Me Inky

(at 0:29)
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They call me inky, inky
Write on me, write on me call me
Couple ounces of that purple got that Sprite on me (X4)
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(at 0:59)
R-Red polo red rory my shirt they caught me horsin
Baby bring three friends so we can have a foursome
I fucked em to my anthem hard in the paint
Fucked her till the bed break
Make that right leg shake
You know how I do
Bring a couple friends through
Lemme know if it's cool
Girl you a fool
How you ride dick
Got me sweatin' and shit
(at 1:21)
I'm on that Gudda shit
Man I need a Gudda bitch
Triple cutz on da phone
I'm on that purple shit
I'm out
Gotta take another sip
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They call me inky, inky
Write on me, write on me call me
Couple ounces of that purple got that Sprite on me (X4)
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(at 1:58)
Zoo'd Cryst. at Benihana's
Stop flexin
You be in a Honda
Squad in the king
The giant will spend about a hundred
They got that long bread
You got that short caine
Only thing i miss is money and my court date
Feel sick
Need a checkup nigga
I can't spend it all
Cuz my check a nigga
Dumpin the ball
Better check up nigga
I don't need no stress
My respect up nigga
I'm up early in the morning
Get my cab before the cereal
Said I gotta eat
But I ain't talking cafeteria
Imperial
Killa cam in the cup
Southside beat with the whammie in tha trunk
Bitches in the back
Got my man's in the front
Baseball bat's 3 gram 1 hun
This ain't your ordinary pistol
Semi with the drums
Flocka smoke like he got a chimney in his lungs
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They call me inky, inky
Write on me, write on me call me
Couple ounces of that purple got that Sprite on me (X4)
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(at 3:13)
4ozs of that drink
Zoo me the sprite
Bad bitches all around
So we gonna fuck tonight
A couple black
A couple spanish
Got a cup a white
An' they all jumpin dick
At the speed of light
She say she lov me
All because my body filled with ink
I think king filled em with crazy
Need to see a shrink
Lot of smoke
Got a cup a yopps
And a cup of paint
Got my mind trippin out
And I can't think
I'm inked up
Tell em write on me
No limit to my ink
Call me master p
BSM Boys
We worth a million
You standin at the bottom
That's a fuckin filler