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1900rugrat - dyin bout respect (feat. rickfrmdacreek) lyrics

[intro]
way back, uh, uh, uh, b+tch i’m on the way back
ask me where i’m at, b+tch i’m on the way back
i just pulled up, four hoes in the
yeah, huh, huh

[chorus]
four hoes in a maybach oh you mad at me, why you never say that
we’ll wet you up gone and hit ya wave cap
i don’t even know little buddy, but he say we go way back
ask me where i’m is b+tch, i’m on the way back
opps broke as h+ll posted with the same strap
on that porch, dozing off right where auntie pack
call my dog, he gon’ sick em, but i ain’t gotta pet
ran it up i ain’t even gotta sweat
nike’s off+white еver since i got a check
might bе tryna die if you reachin’ for my neck
and my t++th cost 20 racks might pull em out and go piguet

[verse]
might pull em out and go piguet
godd+mn, got my diamonds speakin’ french
red and blue e+pill, look like clark kent
they said i wouldn’t make it, b+tch, and i ain’t stop since
plug tryna tax me so i ain’t copping sh+t
we come through them backstreets and make em hop the fence
all green louis v fit, look like the grinch
three deep up in this b+tch, just the driver, me and rick
and i’m still rockin’ bape camo
paid 150 all cash for the lambo
keep the phone naked cause my pockets way too d+mn swole
sliding through the city, they still actin’ like i can’t go
[chorus]
four hoes in a maybach oh you mad at me, why you never say that
we’ll wet you up gone and hit ya wave cap
i don’t even know little buddy, but he say we go way back
ask me where i’m is b+tch, i’m on the way back
opps broke as h+ll posted with the same strap
on that porch, dozing off right where auntie pack
call my dog, he gon’ sick em, but i ain’t gotta pet
ran it up i ain’t even gotta sweat
nike’s off+white ever since i got a check
might be tryna die if you reachin’ for my neck
and my t++th cost 20 racks might pull em out and go piguet

[rick] [verse]
float the maybach truck, i’m on that yerk, i just might wreck
can’t even trust a n+gga, you call your bro, i’m screamin’ long live ++
i stepped out purple jeans my pockets fat as h+ll, them hoes like shrek
i was down out on my d+ck, i had to get up chase a check
n+gga talkin bout tuesday on this wood i’m taking it to the chest
i’m doing 160 down the highway with yo b+tch we in the vet
n+ggaa talkin bout tuesday on this wood his ass got morning breath
come with a n+gga b+tch in bullet proof she in her dropping neck
i’m dying bout my respect n+gga play his ass get left
i’m dying bout my respect spray the chopper to the wood melt
i’m dying bout my respect slide the maybach like a wheelchair
i’m tryna break her back i’ma f+ck that butch and pull her hair
[chorus]
four hoes in a maybach oh you mad at me, why you never say that
we’ll wet you up gone and hit ya wave cap
i don’t even know little buddy, but he say we go way back
ask me where i’m is b+tch, i’m on the way back
opps broke as h+ll posted with the same strap
on that porch, dozing off right where auntie pack
call my dog, he gon’ sick em, but i ain’t gotta pet

- 1900rugrat lyrics

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