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amped - crooks lyrics

[chorus]
shawty got the bad bad, moving with the pen pad, i don’t wanna brag but you gotta let me cook
b+tch you got me down bad switching up the mousetrap looking outside for another pair of crooks
dancing on my lap girl you so d+mn fine, welcome to the back of the godd+mn line, texting with the iphone 6 with the screen cracked feeling like a god with a devil on my mind

[verse 1]
yuh, don’t give a f+ck what your daddy say, i’ve been breaking bread every single day, putting pen to paper talking bout the checks, now she want me but what does the number say
f+ck the devil she a renegade, i made a pact with her anyway, better yet i want your life, gotta recall what that f+cker say
packing my bags, i’m out here, give me the bag, i’m counting what’s in the bag, my body i’m filling the cracks
i just made you bite your lip posted outside on my own guilt trip
i won’t take all the fan but baby remember my name

[verse 2]
riding through the uptown had to pull the truck out told her don’t spill ass up put the cup down now they know the drill like they practice for a touchdown c+cky i’m the type to pull up just to shut the club down
look, s2000 like my mind it keep racing keep on grinding ain’t got time for complacent popping bottles till the room seem adjacent i like all my bills to be blue and not ancient
cut my thumbs on the pressure not a screen crack, i don’t put the rocks away and now my shorty want the lean back too f+cked it need a recap, get a little toxic but the hoes is steady relapse
i come on they turn up the bass louder, told her i’m stuck in my way bout it, told me they come from my place doubt it, the vvs all in my face crowded

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