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062tre - robbin' nikkas lyrics

(chorus)
huh, we go ahead and rob the n+gga
this n+gga think this drac don’t quake, ill shoot yo ass right with this trigger
f+ck n+gga keep talkin’ on the net i f+cked around and cut off all his fingers
i’m with yo b+tch she takin’ d+ck i f+cked around and made her thicker

(verse)
yeah, uh, the n+gga started movin quicker
that arp he got, it didn’t work, we left him with a sticker
n+gga tried to walk me down, i f+cked around with a lil kicker
made the n+gga call me master, like he a f+ckin’ cotton picker
ahh, that boy stay dissin’ with his chest
spun around that n+gga block, and doot, doot, doot, like johnny test
and b+tch i’m talkin ’bout his momma, popped her ass right into rest
b+tch if bk f+ck witchu, don’t be too scarеd to get too pressed
glahh glahh+ comе here
the arp gon’ go to work, b+tch, if dd keep on tryin’, leave holes in his f+ckin’ shirt
n+gga got on all these chains, let’s see how much that b+tch is worth
that n+gga got no money, let’s get that b+tch on reassured

- 062tre lyrics

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