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antt beatz & dj drama & tee grizzley - thanksgiving lyrics

[intro: antt beatz & ]
(what up antt?)
oh yeah, it’s a hood n+gga thanksgiving
you know that means
(dj)
it’s time to feed the streets

[verse: tee grizzley]
ayy, they say money is the root of all evil (oh, that’s what they said?)
psh, okay, tell that to the fam (they happy)
bein’ broke the root of all evil ’cause a broke n+gga see us, he gon’ tryna rob and end up gettin’ blammed (bop, bop)
thanksgiving, honeybake, you know i go ham
ayy, srt or bentley truck, i just might to lamb’ (which one?)
your b+tch, she don’t wrestle, but just got through gettin’ slammed
give me soul food vibes ’cause n+ggas sweet as yams (no cap)
fourth quarter, pass me the rock, i bet i clutch up (pass)
wе know everybody ain’t gon’ like us, so thе f+ck what? (f+ck ’em)
you just want to hear yourself talk, shut the f+ck up (f+ck up)
b+tch i’m from the d, might catch me in the benz buffed up (yeah)
n+ggas think we set today, b+tch this is what we dealt (n+gga)
i can’t take no hoes home, that sh+t’ll get you k!lled
never been a broke, hatin’ ass n+gga, how that feel?
they some k!llers in their songs, we’ll k!ll their ass for real (for real)
they don’t like my hood, but when i see them, bet i throw it up ([?])
learned my lesson f+ckin’ with new n+ggas, that’s a no for us (f+ck ’em)
if i give this lil’ b+tch my number, bet she blow it up (i bet you)
ridin’ rolls truck, white guts, i call it coconut (woo, woo)
(gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta)
i bet you can’t name a drug my n+ggas cannot flip (i bet you)
don’t care what kind of pants they is, my money cannot fit (they can’t)
when i see n+ggas with they b+tch, they sh+t be lookin’ lit ([?])
i wonder, do them n+ggas know them hoes was on my d+ck? (goofy)
my chain so heavy i could take it off and beat you with it (and beat you)
don’t give a f+ck if n+ggas strapped ’cause we’ll leave ’em with it (bop, bop)
the goal was make it out the trenches, not just me my n+gga (who else?)
but, everybody that i love, so let’s complete the mission (let’s get it)
bag touched (the bag here), get sold out (sold out)
told brodie (told bro), you showin’ out
ridin’ with one hundred pounds, call it rolling loud
sh+t be gone in a week, trap be goin’ wild (already?)
bad b+tch (bad b+tch), poke it out (come here)
they ain’t know we was the ones, bet they know it now (i bet you)
opp crib (that’s the house), scope it out (lay on it)
who ever walk outside first, blow ’em down (bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop)
[outro: antt beatz]
(what up antt?)
oh, you know me
hahaha
mr. thanksgiving
(dj)

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