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boobie lootaveli - grandmas boy lyrics

[intro]
sh-t, come on, you like it, motherf-cka
ya dig?
(ayy, ayy) ayy, (ayy), ayy
yeah, ayy, yeah (huh?)

[verse]
i don’t wanna have s-x, b-tch
i’m only here for the neck
give me your social security number
so i run it up and i’ll leave you in debt
[?] on my beard with a razer, yeah
i cuttin’ [?] like gillette (lil’ harsch)
she seen me one time when she got it wet for me
lil’ b-tch, never forget (whoo), alright? yeah
wonderin’ “who could it be?” (who could it be?)
it’s me off a perc and i’m falling asleep (whoop, whoop)
still fall in love with a b-tch (huh?)
she fell in love with the money i made on the street (yeah, yeah)
you know how cold it could be (yeah)
under my belly i’m tucked in my heat (tucked in my heat)
he saw jon snow at the mall, he was shoppin’
my fans took a pic with him, thought it was me (huh?)
bighead now, won’t f-ck with me (won’t f-ck with me)
and my shooters ain’t worryin’ ’bout growin’ (oh)
rattlesnake hoes stone cold (stone cold)
white b-tch with me sniffin’ that post malone -sniff-
my polo four for the background (yeah)
got trees on trees like a campground (trap)
send 56 babies in a greyhound
you know, the larger the rich, the bigger the payout (b-tch!)
only the real ones stay down
this couch cost more than the car that you pay now (huh?)
y’all don’t even know who to blame now
that’s why your b-tch wanna f-ck on me in the game now
i get the profit and dip, i don’t hang out
look like john wick when i’m bringin’ them things out
i break the back off a b-tch ’til it gives out
everyone gangsta ’til choppers get [?]

[outro]
huh? d-mn, yeah
everyone gangsta ’til choppers get [?]
ya dig? (lil harsch)
look like john wick when i’m bringin’ them things out (lil harsch)

- boobie lootaveli lyrics

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