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amoré king - stay right there lyrics

[intro: amoré king]
the streets is gon always call
but they ain’t got no love for none of us
the only question is
are you gon answer
here’s what the streets is saying

[chorus: amoré king]
stay right there stay right there
you can lay right there
lay right there
stay right there stay right there
you can lay right there
lay right there
[verse 1: amoré king]
charcuterie king, eat turkey
and colby+jack cheese wit ya b+tch (that’s game)
ritz crackers through your spot
you the type to put a switch on a sig (no aim)
and still miss 30 shots
you lil n+ggas ain’t built for the street
dry snitching online to the cops
how the f+ck you got smoke for yo b+tch (huh?)
but just tweets for yo opps (huh?!)
ah d+mn i can’t understand
how y’all lil n+ggas think you are the man (how?)
know for a double quarter pounder meal with cheese
yo partners round up in that van (number 3?!)
all y’all n+ggas gon be in the can
boy you singin like you lucky daye
cause you couldn’t keep cool and the streets knew
how karma was painted your way
this godbody odds probably
you kanye, talk through the wire no fear
better hope you saved by 3 hail mary’s then a pastor’s prayers, saying (come back to me)
now even your trophies up for the takin
think the warriors will care
put her right in her place put green in her face
suddenly a pool everywhere, ugh (that’s what the streets saying
[chorus: amoré king]
stay right there stay right there
you can lay right there
lay right there
stay right there stay right there
you can lay right there
lay right there

[verse 2: joon jukx]
you know what you get when you reppin the set (reppin the set)
that’s a whole lotta enemies f+ck you expect
rollin with choppas in pockets
the bullets’ll blow you up steps
whole in your chest, whole in your chest (whole in ya chest)
coughin up blood you ready for death
don’t talk to the law that sh+t is a test
go get a job and sit at a desk
ya daddy is gone ya mama’s a mess
giving advice and wish you the best
you run with the demons you gettin possessed
y’all be letting the streets gas you up (why?)
pooh shiesty got ’em maskin up (d+mn)
task force bout to drop charges
n+ggas try to run you ain’t fast enough (you ain’t fast enough ugh)
glah glah
spinnin them blocks they wonder the outcome
stray shots ringin all through the block
and a kid gets shot cause you running ya mouth uh
glah you got a daughter to feed supporting your seed
that’s pretty much all that you see
the streets say (come back to me)
glah glah, you givin up names so you can come home
you gettin extorted can’t use the phone (that’s what the streets saying!)
[chorus: amoré king]
stay right there stay right there
you can lay right there
lay right there
stay right there stay right there
you can lay right there
lay right there

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