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37xxx - woo! lyrics

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verse 1:
i’m goin hard, but this beat stay flaccid
arbitrary like a barbie takin acid
i stay classless
man, you f+ckers pay taxes?
not me, i stay away from where the cash is

bashless, way you walk around flexin fake lashes
i’m not even tryna find out where the stash is
practice all i need and then i’m makin smash hits
man i’m makin fire, you’re just playin with the ashes

i might drop the beat
while i flex my meat
then i go to sleep
do it on repeat

you don’t f+ck with me?
guess it’s cool though
i’m a broker, way i’m makin all theses stock flows

cause i be flexin on the daily
man, imagine being named (bleep) (f+cking dumb)
d+mn (what?) that’s why god is great
atheist, but i’m praying every single day (woo)
verse 2:
i might go soft
i might harden
i might get green
from my garden

if i plant seeds
then i’ll be doin my part
you is that wheel on the cart
swervin the moment i start (skrt)

moving that b+tch with precision
i’m the one making decisions (yuh)
we see eye to eye
but you ain’t seeing my vision

i might just go off the grid
i won’t forget what i did
although we met in the middle
how you still makin the mid? (d+mn)

verse 3:
(cynical l3ns)
i ain’t knocked up, but i see stars
in the gym, get a quick spar
try to gut me, but i don’t scar
payin bills with my v cards
met a girl, she don’t live far
our connection is a green bar
below the waist, lookin real large
b+tch built like a centaur

slim and thick like a cigar
gunnin for her like the lone star
carry beats on my back, hard
no support for my lumbar

off the grid, like i’m santa
pole’s up north, we don’t banter
off the shore, in my cabana
pour me up, tropicana (woo)

- 37xxx lyrics

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