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"ATLANTA HOOD WITCH" is a track by Sickboyrari, from the album SOULJA LUV RARI WORLD, released 5th January 2016. Full lyrics are available below.
Lyrics
[Intro] Lean tears in her Fanta when I met her, ayyy Goth tears on the Glock when I met her, ayy Gold slugs shynin' like I'm from Alabama (Shynin') Sick Gang ew, Soulja'd up Talibana (Count that new Lil Rari, Rari World) (Man, you know I got you) [Chorus] Lean tears in her Fanta Goth bitch from Atlanta Think she from Zone 3 Shawty throwing up 3's Rari throwing up 4's Counting money on the floor Souljah shawty off the Advil So I'm thuggin', yeah, I know Lean tears in her Fanta Goth bitch from Atlanta Think she from Zone 3 Shawty throwing up 3's Rari throwing up 4's Counting money on the floor Souljah shawty off the Advil So I'm thuggin', yeah, I know [Bridge 2] Smoking on skinny blunts 4's where I'm from Throw it up, where you from? Throw it up, where you from? [Verse 1] Throw it up, where you from? 4's up where I'm from Smoking on skinny blunts Ashy all day, go and light it up HotBoy fired up Souljah rag, keep it tucked Ayy, goth nigga throwin' 30's on the Honda truck Fuck that, I'm from the 4 Still smoke mid dro With my nigga Hunned gettin' blues and pullin' up, yeah, real slow Still dance with my shoota DTP, like Luda Ayy, niggas act like babies, don't ever let a nigga fool ya [Interlude] No, no, no Lean tears in her Fanta when I met her Goth bitch from Atlanta, but I think she from Zone 3 Shawty throwing up 3's, rari throwing 4's Counting money on the floor, shawty, go ahead, count it up slow [Chorus] Lean tears in her Fanta Goth bitch from Atlanta Think she from Zone 3 Shawty throwing up 3's Rari throwing up 4's Counting money on the floor Souljah shawty off the Advil So I'm thuggin', yeah, I know [Bridge 2] Engine white rum Smoking on skinny blunts 4's up where I'm from Throw it up, where you from? Engine white rum 4's up where I'm from Damn, ayy [Verse 2] Lean tears in her Fanta when I met her, ayyy Goth tears on the Glock when I met her, ayy Gold slugs shynin' like I'm from Alabama (Shynin') Sick Gang ew, Soulja'd up Talibana Niggas talkin' down, but don't want no damn ana Hood bitch stay same color Whiney Poo, shit Riding by myself, I'm my own shooter, ooh Prayed up in the battle field, yeah, Yahweh, I'm with you Skinny goth nigga make a bitch say ooh 30's on a Wrangler Jeep when a young nigga when slide through Ooohhh... Throw it up, where you from? Throw it up, where you from? Ayy
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