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21 lil harold – too many lyrics

[intro]
you cry— you cry—
you cry love (love, woah)
in my ear
you cry love (love, yeah)

[verse 1]
f+ck from the back when i’m pullin’ her tracks (in my ear)
she be holdin’ my leg while i’m holdin’ my strap (you cry—)
girl, i can’t lack when i’m hittin’ it (hittin’ it)
all+black ‘lac, in the back, i be bendin’ it (uh)
that p+ssy too good, i’m k!llin’ it (come here)
one phone call, i’m pullin’ up, spinnin’ sh+t (brrt)
i make a lotta money then spend the sh+t on you (uh+huh)
your fifties and hundreds infinite (cash)
she can’t tell who the top dog (nah)
take a look at my n+ggas, we all boss (boss)
i’ma pull up when you call, dog
ain’t no rubbers, i’m hittin’ it raw dog
i done cut off my b+tch ’cause i ball, y’all (yeah)
i don’t need a perc’ to stand tall
i’ma take care of you if you playin’ ball
give a f+ck ’bout them n+ggas, i stay involved
i come through with that cutter and spray it all
if they give me a bond, bet i pay it all (yeah)
got too many hoes, can’t spare ’em all
i got too many clothes to wear ’em all
girl, you’re good, you’re f+ckin’ with h+dog (ice)
should’ve did it, i hit it with fentanyl
the patek all white like a brick of raw
the p+ssy so good, i’ma hit it raw
got a switch on my door like it’s chicken talk
yeah
[verse 2]
f+ck from the back when i’m pullin’ her tracks
she be holdin’ my leg while i’m holdin’ my strap
i might pay her lil’ bill if she poppin’ it
put up the patek, the plain, i’m rockin’ it (ice)
if i’m in the building, catch me on top of it
ridin’ in the whip with a freak with a glock in it
suckin’ me good, she gon’ get her a shopping trip
dr. miami, i go get her body built
run through the money ’cause i get a lot of it
fifties and hundreds, the bank deposits it
miami beach with a freak and a sl+t
she gon’ sleep when i nap, put my thumb in her b+tt
by the threes, i be linkin’ ’em up
i been swappin’ ’em out, i ain’t givin’ a f+ck
i be right in the bank, i ain’t sleepin’ that much
with a glock on my hip, somethin’ pink in my cup
just left the jeweler, i’m cold as f+ck (ice)
i caught him in traffic, he froze, he stuck

[outro]
you cry— you cry—
you cry love (love)
in my ear
you cry love (love)
f+ck from the back when i’m pullin’ her tracks (in my ear)
she be holdin’ my leg while i’m holdin’ my strap
my favorite song is “johnny” by you
i love “johnny,” that’s my favorite song
for sure, no question
but then, i like, um, after the curse

- 21 lil harold lyrics

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