444vegaa - f12 lyrics
[hook: 444vegaa]
and these days we don’t even yell f+ck the cops they the ones with weed
posted on these streets do what i want cause i talk guapanese
tell me what you need and what you want i got a guy or 3
b+tch i ain’t even drive to get my license i just moved a fee
(f+ck 12)
they shook yo baby daddy he got caught shawdy
(f+ck 12)
yo boy up in the cell he getting dropped shawdy
(f+ck 12)
he rap about it but he not that tough shawdy
ba’m khwaza ka number, check’a number you gon die shawdy
(f+ck 12)
[verse 1 :444vegaa]
stop talking bout features with yo broke ass
(wit yo broke ass)
once a n+gga head out the bleachers he won’t go back
(i can’t go back)
said he no longer want beef b+tch i know that
cause we already made you bleed what’s next would be a toe tag
heard that n+gga shii i want my flow back
f+ck you mean you in my league?
wit yo lame ass
b+tch i move with a blade i don’t lay hands
yeah yo b+tch know you a lame you don’t get bands
my brother might just shoot up at yo mama now you bambi
wit this shii imma blow up like osama ain’t no plan b
i’m posted at the crib she said she tryna leave her panties
she tryna get me kissin on her ass, ain’t you nasty
[verse 2:ynd jay]
if i pull off with your hoe don’t even try to call her
and it’s f+ck 12 her daddy was a cop i had to drop her
ayy foot on the pedal i’m bout to go harder.(yeah)
giving out fades shii i should’ve been a barber.(huh)
she tryna sneak on the gang…. i caught her
i put my d+ck up in somebody daughter
she call me daddy but i ain’t her father
drop off a hoe and i bet i won’t call her.(ye ye ye)
laced up the tims with vegaa ro saata
a quarter back chale ake tshepe o tlo ngaurd’a
stay with the shooters till i was a baller
step to the gang and it’s gone be a slaughter
[hook: 444vegaa]
and these days we don’t even yell f+ck the cops they the ones with weed
posted on these streets do what i want kuz i talk guapanese
tell me what you need and what you want i got a guy or 3
b+tch i ain’t even drive to get my license i just moved a fee
(f+ck 12)
they shook yo baby daddy he got caught shawdy
(f+ck 12)
yo boy up in the cell he getting dropped shawdy
(f+ck 12)
he rap about it but he not that tough shawdy
ba’m khwaza ka number, checka number you gon die shawdy
(f+ck 12)
(they shook yo baby daddy he got caught shawdy)
(f+ck 12)
(yo boy up in the cell he getting dropped shawdy)
(f+ck 12)
(he rap about it but he not that tough shawdy)
(ba’m khwaza ka number, checka number you gon die shawdy)
(f+ck 12)
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