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abzsav - rubbed out lyrics

(israel made this one)
spartans, spartans, propel!
(party time)

(chorus)
f+ck uptown, when the suns out
guns out, come round
my turn, bun now
cannis, bad b’s
cali, panties
after henny, we’re drunk now
latina, badina, tequila, she wan f+ck now
but in, but in, came in, came out
greazy, brazy, ladies come round
it’s 5am oh sh+t man we rubbed out
like we be the hitters in west (grrr)
someone give us a test (come)
we got opp thots givin out neck (we do)
and i got shooters on deck and bless (aw man)
i got bad b’s screamin out rose
i got bad b’s screamin out shak
like we got the party lit (huh)
f+ck them yutes in the (?)

i got guns with unlimited bells
how many yutes got popped in the field
all of my guys they do it with sk!ll (they do)
even in the dance we’re going for the k!ll (shh)
please don’t play no devillish music when abzsav is out here drinking (ugh)
time is ticking
she don’t really know what a bad boy’s thinking
4 by 4 and its tinted
big boy darg, i ain’t really with the kitchen
old school shrubz, i stepped with the fl!ck ting
me times e times r, we’re pimping (huh)
we’re bl!cking, brr brr
why you think they’re missing?
shouldn’t have f+cked with them man thurr
tell her come round here
northolts cl!cking
(chorus)
f+ck uptown, when the suns out
guns out, come round
my turn, bun now
cannis, bad b’s
cali, panties
after henny, we’re drunk now
latina, badina, tequila, she wan f+ck now
but in, but in, came in, came out
greazy, brazy, ladies come round
it’s 5am oh sh+t man we rubbed out

break it, shake it
one more pack, i’ll step out naked (i will)
in the end, it’s slugs im bakin
(?) in the air, i’ll face it
im a bad boy from the 5 sides
i slap 6 shots coulda been a bye+bye
if i step again, i’ll be a bad guy
cause my opps are sh+t
they dont want a fright night
she better come lock this wap (she better)
cah i don’t wanna see no cap (no way)
gimme the dots, i’ll bruck that back
when abzsav’s mad, go ham for stats
that’s that, put my yute in the back
with nasty tools with t++th he’ll smack (tools)
grrrr, grrrr, another home boy l!cked down wiv a gat (huh)

wave it, wave it
shoulda stepped in a fuction waving
one wrong move, thats year’s i’m facing
party lock off, no+ones staying
i fly out the gari while its still in motion
no commotion, soak him, just poke him
all the mandem be comfy in grove

woi woi woi woi woi woiiii (f+ck that n+gga)
ninaaaaa, caliiiiiii
another one got lit up like cali
she got a handbag only for ma handy
rum, vodka, whisky, brandy
bottles, vibes , drillas and bad b’s
jiggle it, wiggle it
sweet like candy
affiliate, afilliate, wet him up badly

rubbed outt
abz going now, you better run now
grrr, grrr, grrr
we run this sh+t in west (huh)
n gang, rcg!

- abzsav lyrics

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