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b justice - get yo bm out my dm lyrics

it’s the overlook, but get over book boy,
wait you tryin’ to let me in, but i took a detour.
three whiskeys run on my ankle like i’m a see moore,
more money, more money, tryin’ to see more.
say the thing’s a beast, she call him igor,
let him chase the honey chillin’ like i’m eor.
flight got canceled to my last resort,
now i’m in the club and it’s going down pretty core.

somewhere in the beach you’re taking under where the b-tches
got a thousand, i can get it, got a million ways to get it,
i got some n-gg-rs throwing b-tches, now my b-tches’ doing dishes.
tell ‘em quit it, this one might be easy like a monkey’s business.

so just whatever hit it, if i accidentally give it,
if i take it and they looking at bananas in the split it.
shout at them to act right, what it be and whip it,
i heard doing as we please like it ain’t other way to living.

i’m going out tonight, i f-ck with your mom.
i’m going out tonight, i f-ck with your mom.
and if you got an issue, here’s a tissue, hit the bar.
‘cause i’m going out tonight, i f-ck with your mom.

scholars beatin’, motherf-cker niggrs wanna be ‘em,
with the world’s biggest telescope you gonna see ‘em
shout out to my girls going hard at the bar
but all you sucker n-gg-rs, you can bm on my dm, n-gg-r.

ain’t nothing worse than it is your freak.
say a n-gg-r jack, well, i do what i speak.
when it come to you i do what i eat.
but you don’t know what you do what i need.
the lacrosse store on on a resort,
killing these beats mind abbles at morgue.
rolling the choir here, do this up door,
flow is on, these cards, they snore,
follow to the spot, ‘bout to put it up the shelf,
line around the corner, work straight to the do,
you tryin’ to get my man problems to the door,
while security away acting like hoes.
i’m b justice before beat box,
dancing on me you’re trying to get f-cked.
pack it and sell it, i’m tossing it up,
my girl mad, ‘cause i’m in to run her up.

way the dinner, river, still won a buzz bigger,
counting on my liquors like f-ck my liver.
and in there with cd, yes, just my ticker,
no matter where i’m at, it’s still my time, n-gg-r.
now shall i line soap up, confident n-gg-r,
ain’t away base drum, keep drum reverb.
heard you’re looking for me all you got to do is look up,
she down with the get down, you should give up.
hustle over glory, respect is mandatory,
was a little be together turn into an oirs game.
waiting p-ss the limit bar, tender down for me,
back down, folks, i throw a hand, forky.
got a couple dimes, imma leave her with a dollar,
p-ssy drives spends, wanna turn her in a agrid.
tryin’ to figure out why she ain’t chose you when you hold up
it’s nothing too lame, she only f-cks scholars.

- b justice lyrics

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