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bobby shmurda & lougotcash – gc to the shmurda lyrics

[intro]
in this perc got a n+gga itchin’
i gotta watch for the f+ck n+ggas, they be switchin
call bobby, he gotta glocky and it come switchin
you know brodie catch a body
but that’s not my business (not my business)

[verse]
nah if you dissin on a neck, you gotta stand on that sh+t
i got your b+tch in my crib, she gon stand on that d+ck
ran down on that n+gga, he ran on his b+tch
i ain’t even know her name, i spent some bands on that b+tch
addy got me too turnt (yuh)
i jus really wanted head
man this b+tch burnt
she only want me for the bread (cash b+tch)
man that’s what i learnt
and i just spent five+thousand
that’s just on my shirt
this that drip n+gga
[chorus]
i got k!llers i ain’t do
keep on dissin on that neck n+gga
all that sneak dissin’
that’s gon get a n+gga wet n+gga
get that money nod up on that crown
ain’t no back n+gga (huh)
i got bad b+tches ain’t worried bout no ex n+gga
used to be on spyder, mе and bobby on a jet n+gga
gc to the shmurda
bobby be on gangstеr time, and he brought the burner (grr)
ima smooth n+gga, cool n+gga, had to learn her

[bridge]
fifty+sum bottles the more wet n+gga
ever f+ck five b+tches on a jet n+gga?
ever put six+figures on ya neck n+gga?
ever shot 10 n+ggas on a set n+gga? (ahh)
p+ssy ass n+gga still wet n+gga (ahh)
p+ssy ass n+gga still s+x n+gga (ahh)
shorty bad, friend is still next n+gga (ahh)
i touch it down like a full net n+gga
i buss and dip, like she don’t wanna leave baby
i got her yellin now, “you got what i need baby”
she know i ran it up, i got it out the streets baby
i shot a couple n+ggas ’cause mama gotta eat baby
tired of n+ggas poppin, how about this beat baby?
tell [?] cause you know where i be baby
gotta knock his ass, lil choppas on the seat baby
we can run a n+gga down, you can play with me baby
we gon gun him down, ima show no love
had to push him out, he ain’t got no trust
i can keep him round, he ain’t done enough
and that f+ck sh+t you talkin bout, admit what it was
and i’m up, and its f+ckin stuck, diamonds goin dumb
i ran it up, what a n+gga mad?
n+gga get you dropped
i leave you done, you and everyone
had to shot a bunch
i go dumb, squeeze it ’till its done
and i’m runnin up (grr)
[chorus]
(mmm) (mmm)
i got k!llers i ain’t do
keep on dissin on that neck n+gga
all that sneak dissin
that’s gon get a n+gga wet n+gga
get that money nod up on that crown
ain’t no back n+gga (huh)
i got bad b+tches ain’t worried bout no ex n+gga
used to be on spyder, me and bobby on a jet n+gga

[outro]
gc to the shmurda
bobby be on gangster time, and he brought the burner
ima smooth n+gga, cool n+gga, had to learn her

- bobby shmurda lougotcash lyrics

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