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bizz loc - look at me (remix) lyrics

[intro]
yeah n-gga
it’s bizz locc n-gga
i know yall been waiting
y’all ready know what it do n-gga
it’s the errr god
d blocc
eg-west we back in this b-tch n-gga

[verse 1]
f-cking b-tches daily
not a pimp but sh-t they pay me
had a b-tch her name was hailey
she’ll suck a n-gga d-ck and make a daydream
bang a chick and drive her crazy
that what she doin when i’m in the trap
juggin finessing a pack
pipe in the back
sell it half off for a rack
[?] sittin by the strap
bag yourself on the counter
goin hard with the powder
money long where the counter
standing tall by the tower
when i’m off i devour
i got b-lls in the power
she get calls every hour
shordy wrong by i allow her
long as i know she ain’t dissing and f-cking for free
bringing that money to me
she in love with a g
only us but we call it a team
chasin her dream
money money money money
i f-ck her on top of the c.r.e.a.m
c-ck it and squeeze
i ain’t talkin bout a hammer
i give her her [?] and leave
[?] freedom is a must
that’s the reason i don’t stop for the d’s
that’s the reason i don’t stop for the ds
burna on me and this guap in my jeans
i ain’t on ig so don’t follow me, please
bending yo b-tch gotta lock in her knees
d-ck in her mouth make it harder to breath
nut on her face now i want her to leave
but this is her crib she just gave me the key

[justin cox]
hold on hold on hold on hold on
hey, this her crib man how you goin kick this b-tch out bro?

[bizz loc]
n-gga, f-ck that b-tch!

[verse 2]
f-cking b-tches by the double n-gga
[?] blowing bubbles n-gga
p-ssy good but i ain’t c-mming in her
i’m goin leave that drama for another n-gga
flex on [?]
then i pull out my d-ck and start rubbing the head on the cl-t
never go limp
but he always hard and shordy dripping so i couldn’t resist
f-cking her quick
finish with the knowledge
bust on her lip so now she talk with a lisp
back to the script
getting [?] had to call my partna for a bag of the sniff
[?] sec party pack take a ounce holla back
copped two whips in seven months can’t lie i’m proud of that
getting dirty money so i had to bring it to the laundromat
and i’m light skin so i’m getting tw-t a whole lot of that
die if you f-ck with the quarter holdin 2 cents by the quarter
never made it to the border my brother n-gga got deported
and now i’m taken for his daughter
[?] with a taurus
rented a [?]
[?] doing donuts
gettin p-ssy i’m a [?]
f-ck if you n-ggas don’t know us

- bizz loc lyrics

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