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berner - shut up lyrics

shut up! shut up!
shut up! shut up!

all they talking they making no brick
you ain’t got no money b-tch shut up!

i’m in the night club rolling b-tter
she wants me to f-ck without a rubber man
she got three kids and she wants to have another
not me, no way, i need another diam iece that ay
rose, no thanks, i’m on the sace in this cold but i’m bay
b-tches throw chain well than more than 16 zippers
fresh cold hoodie, lv slippers all this mollie and
all this striers let me smoke my joint keep the switcher
cold the flipper f-ck a gold digger, i’m a babe boy yeah baby real go get her
my song better tell this b-tch shut up
’cause talking like that i get a boyfriend cut us

chorus:
shut up! shut up! all they talking they making no brick
fe-fe-feeling myself so it ain’t no f-cking
so it ain’t no f-cking if you ain’t give me here
so tell the b-tch shut up! tell that n-gg- shut up!
so tell that b-tch shut up! tell that n-gg- shut up!
all they yepping they no action you the cracking
if you’re tryin to make it happy b-tch

problems, where the legs with no ashes
is like going to the moe with no cash
so like switch it up, switch it up
check coward n-gg- drop it now big it up
big it up, big it up,
do your thing, b-tch going get susses
f-ck you, will you came with the club
need a big spot, ain’t talking stans b-tch
bottle poppin five top lighting up the chain
money cop with the language
understand me, you’d better listen me when i talk like a granny
baby pants going down no hammy
wild niga act the p-ssy with a d-ck h-ll the tranny
friends let the famy, friends let the famy
n-gg-s jump sh-t, we go for heat no miami
diamond ain’t the family problems the name
licky licky licky now she glad that she came

[chorus:]

look look, shut up! money too long
looking for a do do mama that i can just pull bone
we too strong i’m tryint to get that p-ssy when you talking to a dawn
don’t be talking too long,
mile close, don’t speak, standing on the beach, go b
pop moly, no sleep, she’ll be going hard like for weeks,
i still hoe 35 mill hoes, says she want it kick it out good like a feel go
25 kay that’s a ear low, 25 mill in the year though
my money on another level i don’t buy my girl shoes but my b-tch a petal
room room not ferrari just as much as the level
she wanna eat some p-ssy i’ma let her

[chorus:]

- berner lyrics

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