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babyfxce e - hypocrite lyrics

[intro]
(i ain’t gon’ lie, you tripped on this b+tch, jay)

[verse]
jay, we finna do one of them quick ones again
put the cup inside the fridge, might wanna sip somethin’ again
forty thousand on me, it’s a brick up in my pants
finna fly a b+tch out and tell her, “hit me when you land”
this a cream+soda pop, but this a different color
arp got a switch too, but it’s a different stutter
each jacket was thirty+five, i got different puffers
we can f+ck the bed up, b+tch, i got different covers
car used to be a red color, i’m finna paint it mustard
bought her somethin’, then hit the b+tch, you really paid to f+ck her
keep thе chops all in one spot, i really hate thе clutter
hit his light before the light turn red, i really hate the cutter
uh, six chops with me and jay, so that’s three a piece
oh, you don’t know how to slide your h+llcat? let me see your keys
smoked all my weed, was finna say, “let me hit your breeze”
i know that sh+t serious, brodie said, “let me see your ski”
he know i don’t let n0body wear my sh+t
sn+tch a n+gga whip like, “let me see if you was takin’ care of your sh+t”
swap man love me, i think i should start a membership
knew you was a b+tch, when sh+t went down, you don’t remember sh+t
can’t n0body trick me out this sh+t, bro, i’m built for this
actin’ sick so i can get a pint, i wrote a script for this
don’t care ’bout sh+t when it come to pape’, i’ll ho a b+tch for this
told my n+gga stop sippin’ drank, bro, i’m a hypocrite
get on a n+gga ass, then pop out the same day
russian full+body in my bag, bro, that’s the same k
nonchalant, arguin’ with my b+tch, i got the same face
f+ck stewart, we call that b+tch the brennan, bro, that’s the same place
it’s a baby k, but the bullets shoot the same
pendant heavy, thought them n+ggas bulletproofed the chain
doin’ donuts in the rain, double dutchin’, me and jay
got a misdemeanor and it felt like i just beat the case
texas was a punching bag, i used to beat that state
your b+tch went oh and ten, i used to beat her face
i got a girl and had to chill, i used to sleep with drac’
i had to cover up my plate, i used to keep some tape

- babyfxce e lyrics

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