biv - needle lyrics
[intro]
really not much else to say, it’s kind of the only thing that i got going on right now, i don’t really give a f+ck, about anything else, that’s kind of the one thing that i want you to hear, i don’t wanna have any conversations about anything [?] conversation, i don’t even know i’m having it, don’t send me no more voicemails, no it’s not that somebody+
[verse 1]
yuh, needle thread left a motherf+cker dead
he’s just hanging from the same thread
b+tch say it with your chest, i can see the mess pumping in your stress
give a f+ck less, f+ckers just expect
[pre+chorus]
m+money in the pocket, lock it fore’ they f+cking drop it
you an easy topic, popping products for they content
suck the violence out ya gossip, acting like you rock it
till’ you paying outta pockets, to sleep on deposits
[chorus]
it be mama, mamacita, she love all my features
put my money where i feel it, give my b+tch that leisure
it be mama, mamacita, she love all my features
put my money where i feel it, give my b+tch that leisure
[verse 2]
yuh, not so special i admit, yuh
yuh, i should switch up like they did, huh
i’m so sick of you, and your b+tch, yuh
yuh, i’m so sick of you, and your b+tch
careful with the sh+t, i’m careful with my hits, yuh
[?] out the scorn, where the problems been?
i have what i make of it, i have plenty on my list, yuh
i could talk my sh+t, but i’d rather dip
everything i did, caused me mental fits
everything i did, caused me mental fits
caused me mental, yuh, yuh, yuh
[verse 3]
huh, got no respect, put that on my chest, yuh
mama raised a boy, i ain’t no b+tch, i run my set
we could talk, but you been too fed
how with living with my dad? give a f+ck bout’ what you said
y’all forgetting where i been, b+tch i’m showing all my steps
watch these b+tches act a mess, you ain’t different, just upset, huh, yuh
you not different, just upset, huh, yuh
yuh, f+ck all, talked off but got [?]
b+tch boy getting rocked off
yuh, f+ck all, talked off but got [?]
b+tch boy getting rocked off
[pre+chorus]
m+money in the pocket, lock it fore’ they f+cking drop it
you an easy topic, popping products for they content
suck the violence out ya gossip, acting like you rock it
till’ you paying outta pockets, to sleep on deposits
[chorus]
it be mama, mamacita, she love all my features
put my money where i feel it, give my b+tch that leisure
it be mama, mamacita, she love all my features
put my money where i feel it, give my b+tch that leisure
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