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3wayslim - bet awards lyrics

[verse 1: 3wayslim]
uh, light on the palate, i check the plate, uh
30,000 feet with ‘bout 20k in the safe
there’s some people that i lost i could never try to replace
don’t make haste
biting the apple, a bitter taste, eating crepes
smoking biscotti, my life is great
she caramel with louis on her arm, give me face
how to place drugs, break them ‘til it shake
seen a whole plate, you ain’t notice me on a crate, invisiblе
n0body invincible
a real one gon’ movе through his values and his principles
look into your eyes, i see you reek, you lacking minerals
backstabbing people that you help gon’ try to injure you (d+mn)
uh
tried to write but the pencil gon’ need some smoke
the marathon continues, sh+t, i hope
clean sh+t like a janitor, spray the cannon like it’s soap
bulletproof the window, come kiss the hand of the pope, n+gga

[hook: 3wayslim, monday night]
you got b+lls now, b+tches kiss me and fall down
‘member i ain’t have it now, we go and tear malls down
it’s assault now, triple cross me, can’t come round
say the jealous ones envy made the g crosstown
you got b+lls now, b+tches kiss me and fall down
‘member i ain’t have it now, we go and tear malls down
it’s assault now, triple cross me, can’t come round
say the jealous ones envy made the g cross town (it’s monday, yeah)
[verse 2: monday night]
it’s monday, uh
it’s all emotion now (it’s all emotion now)
we start the commotion, this them riot raps (riot raps)
[?], trust me, i’m tryna relax (tryna chill)
my plug moms tried to j. reed me, it ain’t easy baby
she grabbed my nuts, ain’t no wiretaps, now she tryna tax (come on mama)
and i ain’t introverted (i ain’t introverted), sh+t
i just know what’s worth it, why would i give game to n+ggas that don’t deserve it (games)
fire knee fleeces, i’m cold rocking it (rocking it)
we polar opposites, we total opposites
i told my opp to sit (sh+t)
i had to get it (i had to get it)
my hallway throwaways was your baddest b+tches (your baddest hoes)
sh+t only lasted minutes (minutes)
remember we had them missions? (remember?)
i’m magnum ripping house rocking, sh+t i was couch+hopping ‘round stockton 700 (‘round 700)
that box feel like heaven don’t it (don’t it)
that guap feel like heaven, won’t it (won’t it)
help me out this bullsh+t, that cool sh+t won’t get you nowhere (nowhere)
this school sh+t ain’t get me nowhere (nowhere)
outta nowhere (nowhere)
copping new sh+t, i had to go there (go there)
we copping [?], that’s how we do sh+t n+gga

- 3wayslim lyrics

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