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5ive (rappers) – machete lyrics

[intro: greggy westside]
(ayy, honcho got the sauce)
westside, yeah, ayy
ayy, bro came on the way though, haha
let’s go, ayy, ayy

[verse 1: e-way-v]
(way-v)
666, b-tch, i’m a demon
and i been one since i first started breatin’
glock to his head, n-gg- give me a reason (give me a reason)
i will spill you, tell the cops to come clean it (baow)
b-tch, i am sick and my soul made of gun smoke
i will get jammed up, but my gun won’t (jammed up, but my gun won’t)
smart lil’ b-tch, but she gonna give me dumb throat (throat)
they sleep on me, they finna get dumb woke (yah)
way-v in this b-tch, and i’m with my boy greggy (westside)
.40 got extensions so that b-tch feelin’ heavy (godd-mn)
dropped off the beamer, spin your block in a chevy (yeah)
i would drop the alb-m, but you n-gg-s ain’t ready (these n-gg-s ain’t ready, bro)
been gettin’ wap so i’m feelin’ like fetty (yah)
she slurp it up like some godd-mn spaghetti (slurp)
what’s on my mind, i been feelin’ like melly (yeah)
she hit my celly, put d-ck in her belly (yeah)
been gettin’ bread so i need me some jelly
i’m ballin’ on n-gg-s, my fam is the jelly (yeah)
i’m in your b-tch dream like my name freddy
me and my n-gg-s like ed, edd, and eddy (ed, edd, and eddy)

[chorus: lil bean]
it’s lil bean, young way-v, and greggy (whoo)
wanna test me, get chopped up like machete (baow)
she gon’ pop that p-ssy just like a pepsi
try me and get popped just like birthday confetti (whoo)
try to diss me, but boy we not equal (uh)
twin glocks, hit him once, then gave him the sequel (baow, baow)
weapons around me, you know that they lethal
that b-tch tryna make a movie, no regal (whoo)
i get the paper like teacher, uh
she gon’ blow me just like refer, uh
ice in my mouth make my teeth hurt (ice in my mouth)
hoe made me mad, cut her off, i don’t need her (i don’t need her)
said we trash, why you ask for a feature? (why?)
hit her once, then i’m gon’ have to leave her (whoo)
ask for my kids ‘fore i even meet her
didn’t know us last year, now it’s 5ive through the speakers

[verse 2: greggy westside]
(ayy, ayy, ayy,)
i turned a pair of b-tches out (whoo)
they just f-ckin’ for the clout (they f-ckin’)
she gon’ stick it in her mouth (yeah)
every time she goin’ south (whoo)
swear my life is like a dream (b-tch)
’round the globe they gonna scream (whoo)
in the bed they gonna scream (whoo)
i’m addicted, nicotine (whoo)
i’m addicted to the money (yeah)
everybody call me hungry (ooh)
all these b-tches tryna f-ck me (whoo)
only one be gettin’ lucky (yeah)
tony actin’, calis shootin’
in the game they always losin’ (yeah)
fort the night like i be lootin’
band the wagon, they be rootin (ooh)
when she come into my life
she gon’ think that she my wife (wifey)
then her knees gon’ hit the floor’
and she swallow all my white (children)
i just watched her snort the white
and her room is on some dice
she be little like a tike
over me, they always fight (b-tch, westside)

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