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bbg steppaa - stay strapped ii lyrics

[intro]
yo, cut that light off
ayy, ayy

[chorus]
ayy, you n+ggas b+tches, thought y’all knew that (thought y’all, what?)
ayy, and f+ck one, b+tch, we got two straps (two)
ridin’ ’round in the city in the back seat tryna do that (huh?)
i cannot perform inside that show unless my crew strapped
ayy, you n+ggas b+tches, thought y’all knew that
ayy, and f+ck one, b+tch, we got two straps (gang)
ridin’ ’round in the city in the back seat tryna do that (n+gga)
i cannot perform inside that show unless my crew strapped (huh?)

[verse 1]
ayy, ridin’ ’round the bity with a hundred (ayy, ayy)
ayy, check him out, that lil’ b+tch runnin’
ayy, we gon’ x him out if that lil’ b+tch say that he gunnin’
ayy, my son 6 say, “check it out, this lil’ b+tch thick and you might want her”
ayy, ass kinda fat and i might hit it (i might hit it)
i hit from the back, her p+ssy wack, pull out extensions (man, that sh+t ass)
i pull out my gat if i feel like that lil’ b+tch with it (huh? huh?)
b+tch, don’t get blasted in your fitted
ayy, b+tch, when it’s go time, i pull out my mask and get to drillin’ (gang)
look, all that cappin’, what you rappin’, you ain’t livin’ (cap)
b+tch, i’m a factor, rеally matter in the trenchеs
ayy, b+tch, come get active, all that actin’ like you k!llin’ (gang, gang)
[chorus]
ayy, you n+ggas b+tches, thought y’all knew that (thought y’all, huh?)
ayy, and f+ck one, b+tch, we got two straps (two)
ridin’ ’round in the city in the back seat tryna do that (huh? huh?)
i cannot perform inside that show unless my crew strapped
ayy, you n+ggas b+tches, thought y’all knew that (thought y’all, huh?)
ayy, and f+ck one, b+tch, we got two straps (huh? huh? huh?)
ridin’ ’round in the city in the back seat tryna do that (huh?)
i cannot perform inside that show unless my crew strapped (gang)

[verse 2]
look, how you hatin’ on me, you my homie? (gang, ayy)
now i’ma make your ass get bony
pop out, make him see this .40, i go cook him like bologna (come here)
all them sides i was ignorin’, actual sides is what i’m throwin’ (gang)

[outro]
ayy, you n+ggas b+tches, thought y’all knew that
ayy, and f+ck one, b+tch, we got two straps (gang)
ridin’ ’round in the city in the back seat tryna do that (gang)
i cannot perform inside that show unless my crew strapped (gang)

- bbg steppaa lyrics

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