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babyfxce e - yung og flow lyrics

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wearin’ prada shades, tryna find the glock, i gotta feel for it
i ain’t gotta brag on sh+t, b+tch, i did a lot
my godson found a pint of wock but couldn’t twist the top
it sound like a mp5 but this b+tch a glock
hittin’ it from the back then got tired, b+tch, come get on top
mblock northside, b+tch, we run mcclellan
two chops outside, b+tch, i’m on whatever
she said quit actin’ dumb, i say, “you know i’m special”
i f+ck a b+tch once act like i never met her
but if her p+ssy good i might fall in love with her
i might take the condom off and put a son in her
lil’ b+tch for everybody, she let the club in her
i brought the pistol to the party, this a club ender
i’ll come prеss your ass, i don’t mug n+ggas
my b+tch dab your ass up, she don’t hug n+ggas
this is not a regular orange crush, it got drugs in it
it’s not lids oncе you get a hat you can’t take it back
one hour in the trap, i can make a rack
i’ll go broke on a pack ’cause i can make it back
her ass flat, let’s go to my bank account so i can make it fat
i turned twelve into animal control, they tried to chase a ‘cat



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