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brazyb - foolery freestyle lyrics

[intro]
woah, yeah

[verse]
pouring up the drink, yeah you know i’m sipping h+lla lean
i been getting money, yeah i’m counting all that f+cking green
yeah, i’m eating all that food, i’m collecting them calories
but if you f+ck with me baby, you know i keep that drink on me
no god’s plan, you know you dying is a god’s plan
i beat up on that p+ssy, yeah you know the dunies down man
i pull the f+ck up on him, yeah you know i shoot him down man
dalmatian spots all up on me, you know i’m shinning bright (nah)
but if your man keep talking, yeah i pop him then he down man (boom boom boom)
i put the chrome up on his body, he gon’ get like iron man
and i’m climbing the walls at this funeral just like spiderman (spiderman?)
and his b+tch wanna f+ck, she just text me like come over man
nah she just wanna f+ck mе, lets switch the flow
pulling up up on you hoes, now you b+tchеs the floor (okay)
now she be on her knees, and she asking me to f+ck her more (take it)
now all these hoes trifling, i just really can’t marry a hoe
but if your homie lacking, then i told him he can check the door
nah, let a homie back in, now she just pulled up on me and i told her put some back in (nah)
baby why you hiding, i just told you lets get active
you scary hoe, your boyfriend well he couldn’t get all the action (boom boom)
baby i don’t understand why you just acting like this
and to my other hoes, i’ma slide those just like this (f+ck you b+tch)
nah, sh+t get crazy round town, now she just wanna f+ck me because i’m the richest in my town (cha ching)
you know i can’t love you baby, you know i be f+cking around
she just like like a vape, yeah that lil hoe being passed around
she said that she freaky then i pull up and she sit down (why you sitting?)
bring in one my homie and you know we finna beat it down (boom)
beat it down, yeah you know she dying, her back blown out
i can be up with you baby, you know that these hoes, oh they fanned out (fanned out)
[?], she look like she got lice (ew what)
i got all this ice, all this jewelry
you wanna f+ck up me, we gonna rob you for your jewelry (cha ching)
i pull up up with you yeah you know i’ma foolery
i pull up with homies, yeah you know we got that foolery

- brazyb lyrics

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