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bfb da packman - 2 feet lyrics

[intro]
(enrgy made this one)
the lunch crew company, i’m part of it
please don’t ever use that ’cause that’s embarrassing to me (hahaha)
y’ello, look
the luchcrew company

[chorus]
i’m out of town for a few weeks (whooo)
told my bm i’ll be back with the blue cheese (uh)
dirty donuts, cup of tris’, and a loose leaf (huh)
if you ballin’, n+gga, buy your b+tch a boutique (alright)
n+ggas frontin’ on me, though i fell off (fell off)
can’t black ball me, b+tch i’m boosie (i’m boo)
me and p.g. ran it up off the ooh+wee (ooh)
stay ten toes down like 2 feet

[verse]
my whole family counting on me, so i can’t slip ( can’t slip)
i done drunk too much lean now i can’t sh+t (noo)
baby love to do +n+l, now she can’t sit (huh?)
i went broke, and she lеft, b+tches ain’t sh+t
gave money out my pockеt, here, take this (yeah)
i be confused when f+ck n+ggas do fake sh+t
i cut him off now it’s back to the basics
i hate them big ass veneers, give me braces
i was gon’ drop the f8 but i can’t fit (can’t fit)
r.i.p. nip, i feel like god took a great crip (p)
n+gga tried to beef with me and got his bae hit (uh)
he don’t take care of his kids, he a straight b+tch
[chorus]
i’m out of town for a few weeks (vrmm)
told my bm i’ll be back with the blue cheese (uh)
dirty donuts, cup of tris’, and a loose leaf (huh)
if you ballin’, n+gga, buy your b+tch a boutique (whooo)
n+ggas frontin’ on me, though i fell off (fell)
can’t black ball me, b+tch i’m boosie (boo)
me and p.g. ran it up off the ooh+wee (ooh)
stay ten toes down like 2 feet (uh)

[verse 2]
in the trap, shedding tears, i’m shaving onions
mama the realest b+tch ever, she stayed 100 (noo)
hate when i tell someone no and they tell me i’m frontin’
got this sh+t up out the mud, n+ggas ain’t gave me nothing (nothing!)
way before this rap sh+t, i was a pack runner (ooh)
not the post office, b+tch, i had the thrax jumping (chee)
got two dark+skinned freaks in here cat bumpin’ (y’ello)
i be praying for sneaky t ’cause he’ll wack some’ (uh)
i be looking at my kids, i got the flyest sons (yeah)
i been beating the devil ass, its like 9 to 1
opps say they on my ass, so i’m buying guns (noo)
she ain’t got no chanel, i’ma buy her some (yeah)
i’m more greedy out in houston, he from grape street (uh)
eight hundred thousand on this cash, we just eight deep (yeah)
last n+gga tried us, now he 8 feet (boom)
put that sh+t on his head like it’s bape jeans
[chorus]
i’m out of town for a few weeks (ooh)
told my bm i’ll be back with the blue cheese (ooh)
dirty donuts, cup of tris’, and a loose leaf (y’ello)
if you ballin’, n+gga, buy your b+tch a boutique (chee)
n+ggas frontin’ on me, though i fell off (uh)
can’t black ball me, b+tch i’m boosie (i’m boosie)
me and p.g. ran it up off the ooh+wee (wee)
stay ten toes down like 2 feet (y’ello)

- bfb da packman lyrics

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