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bluebucksclan & hit-boy - useless lyrics

[chorus: jeeezy]
all my exes, they gon’ tell you i’m a real n+gga (the realest)
i don’t double back on hoes, but i could still hit ’em (i’m cool)
they know i don’t make excuses when i’m dealin’ with ’em (i’m dealin’ with ’em)
if he ain’t spinnin’, then he useless, he a lil’ n+gga (n+gga lame)
yeah, he ain’t havin’ motion (he ain’t)

[verse 1: jeeezy]
love when my b+tch hop out the shower, get to rubbin’ lotion (smellin’ good)
i had to give this b+tch her flowers, she the f+ckin’ coldest (yeah, she cold)
i love it how you change your hair up, every time, i notice (yeah, i notice)
you know what? f+ck it, i’ma post you, you get some good exposure (get exposure)
and i be swimmin’ in your ocean, p+ssy super soakin’ (it’s soakin’)
no, you ain’t stressin’ on on these hoes, you got your hookah goin’ (smokin’ b+tches)
i might surprise you with vacations, don’t know where we goin’ (where we goin’?)
when you get home, i’m tryna taste you, get to l!ckin’ on you (l!ckin’ on you)

[verse 2: bluebucksclan dj]
pick you up from jsx and get to kissin’ on you (pick you up from jsx)
i can’t wait ’til you get home so you can sit it on me (so you can sit it on me)
i want you to have it, so i bought it, it’s not trickin’ on you
ass pokin’ in your dress, lovin’ how it’s fittin’ on you (lovin’ how it’s fittin’ on you)
smokin’ gas, hittin’ my chest, it smell like an engine runnin’ (engine runnin’)
at the house, we bored as f+ck, let’s take a trip or somethin’ (take a trip)
you gotta work? don’t give a f+ck, say you quit or somethin’ (say you quit)
run out celine with h+lla sh+t, we not stealin’ nothin’ (we not stealin’)
suck it while i drive, f+ck it, make me park (yeah)
i can have you in that benz if you play it smart (play it smart)
put you in them big givenchys, not the baby sharks (not the lil’ ones)
fifty inches to your ass, you got the middle part
[chorus: jeeezy & bluebucksclan dj]
all my exes, they gon’ tell you i’m a real n+gga (the realest)
i don’t double back on hoes, but i could still hit ’em (i’m cool)
they know i don’t make excuses when i’m dealin’ with ’em (i’m dealin’ with ’em)
if he ain’t spinnin’, then he useless, he a lil’ n+gga
yeah, all my exes, they gon’ tell you i’m a real n+gga (real n+gga)
i don’t double back on hoes, but i could still hit ’em (double back on hoes)
they know i don’t make excuses when i’m dealin’ with ’em (when i’m dealin’ with ’em)
if he ain’t spinnin’, then he useless, he a lil’ n+gga (lil’ n+gga)
yeah, he ain’t havin’ motion

[outro]
b+tches do is sell that ooh+na+na
if y’all act like y’all don’t sell that ooh+na+na
ooh+na+na equals money, dumb+ass b+tch, that sh+t for sale
y’all just doin’ it a different way, y’all ain’t sh+t, you ain’t foolin’ n0body
you wanna let a n+gga f+ck, boom, then get the value for sh+t
quarantine punani gold
this sh+t for sale and wholesale
get your old ugly ass outta here, ayy
punani sellin’+ass b+tch

- bluebucksclan hit boy lyrics

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