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38 hauncho - still shizzin lyrics

[intro]
yhea

[chorus]
swipin’ n+ggas for his head, nd’ turned his jay into my spender
runnin’ out of cut, it got me cussin’ out my blender
everybody servin’ food around this b+tch like thanks givin’
brody take your ticket, way he slidin’? he hate livin’

[verse 1]
for i bust a jug, b+tch i use to take n+ggas
we’ll hit your spot with 3 k’s, i hate n+ggas
i know its sh+t a 10, b+tch i charge forty for a testa
got some sh+t to snort, but if you shoot it; its extra
feel like jhon madden, i can put a play together
baby i’m addicted to the cheese, no mozzarella
get out with the ten, same color as nutella
hundred n+ggas walkin’ down your street, it look like simba
i can whip it up, i feel like brody whip it better
i can’t hеar no evil, see no evil; h+llеr keller
right or wrong, but still gon’ tell my n+gga when hes wrong
i can stretch a zone b+tch, i don’t need no n+gga put me on
ain’t no family in this, only jays inside my minute phone
hit the block and make a couple plays nd’ then i’m headin’ home
junky did a line nd’ started dancin’, tryina cut a rug
smooth n+gga when i pop a perk, i turn to buddy love
most these n+ggas lyin’ inside of they raps, don’t never sold a drug
i don’t need extended clip, the 57 hold a dub
[chorus]
swipin’ n+ggas for his head, nd’ turned his jay into my spender
runnin’ out of cut, it got me cussin’ out my blender
now everybody servin’ food around this b+tch like thanks givin’
brody take your ticket, way he slidin’? he hate livin’
(swipin’ n+ggas for his head, nd’ turned his jay into my spender)
(runnin’ out of cut, it got me cussin’ out my blender)
(now everybody servin’ food around this b+tch like thanks givin’)
(brody take your ticket, way he slidin’? he hate livin’)

- 38 hauncho lyrics

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