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ugk lyrics
[intro]
the f+ckin’ glo boyz

[chorus]
my lil n+gga pulled up on me in florida stuntin’
say he will break it down, been gettin’ florida money
hundred k cash on me, i don’t even record the money
so much traffic outside the truck, can’t even tell it’s sunday
said she wanna ride or die, she ain’t even met me
i’ma underground king just like pimp c
i’ma underground n+gga just like bun b

[verse 1]
flew to miami just to hop on a jetski
flew to miami just to ride down south beach
my wrist on ice while my neck on spaghetti
i hit a lotta l!cks to put on a splitit
i’m sippin’ wockhardt on the form of hi+tech
shout out to my whole hood, shout out to my set
n+ggas know we a problem, n+ggas know we a threat
’cause we ballin’ on these n+ggas like we the brooklyn nets
and n+ggas don’t wanna gamble ’cause we takin’ off bets
the earrings twenty thousand, n+gga, d+mn invisible set
no matter how low you get, n+gga don’t let them see you sweat
i don’t give a f+ck if it was a million in debt
[chorus]
my lil n+gga pulled up on me in florida stuntin’
say he will break it down, been gettin’ florida money
hundred k cash on me, i don’t even record the money
so much traffic outside the truck, can’t even tell it’s sunday
said she wanna ride or die, she ain’t even met me
i’ma underground king just like pimp c
i’ma underground n+gga just like bun b

[verse 2]
smokin’ on chron, ridin’ ’round under palm trees
the b+tch fell in love when she looked up in my arm piece
the opps yellin’ “six fire”, n+ggas don’t wanna beef
they know i’m totin’ a firearm, n+gga, i wanna squeeze
i’m ridin’ in a h+llcat, he pull up in a bumble bee
i got n+ggas and that’s n+ggas that’s under me
i’m out here in the streets, only police gon’ come for me
i pull up to yo hood black like make you run for me
i give you million dollar but i forget to break that sh+t in free

[chorus]
my lil n+gga pulled up on me in florida stuntin’
say he will break it down, been gettin’ florida money
hundred k cash on me, i don’t even record the money
so much traffic outside the truck, can’t even tell it’s sunday
said she wanna ride or die, she ain’t even met me
i’ma underground king just like pimp c
i’ma underground n+gga just like bun b



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