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bryson tiller - django lyrics

[intro]
you can’t treat him like any of the other n+ggas around here
’cause he ain’t like any of the other n+ggas around here, you got it?

[chorus]
i just woke up, 1 a.m. like “[?], what’s the move?”
slip a 100k in jewelry on and bust a move
20 bands up out the safe, i’m in here thumbin’ through ’em
i heard both my exes in here, i hope i run into ’em
i heard [?] and they just runnin’ through ’em
she forgot how rough her life is, i’m too f+ckin’ smooth
she been sleepin’ on a n+gga, she been hittin’ snooze
now i’m in her slums playing by somе different rules, huh

[verse]
yеah, bring in the brink’s truck, tell ’em clean it up
yeah, we finna hit the vip and t it up
yeah, she came back to me, she tryna see what’s up
girl, don’t come to play no games, i’m finna beat it up
i’m upset all in her stomach, told me ease up
got you wondering why the f+ck you ever leave, huh
[?] out the budget, i got b+tches blowing hunnids
told me put away my money like i’m deuce bigalow
[?] if she won’t let a n+gga [?]
ain’t no strings attached to the p+ssy but she let me strum it
she got ass, i’m drum it like nick cannon, ain’t no pullin’ out
ha+ha+ha, she get mad when i pull it out
bop+bop+bop, how i’m thrashin’ it
[?] movies and sh+t
she just wanna see me get into my groove with the sh+ts
so i’m back up on the scene and out the f+ckin’ house
i can’t f+ck on any thotties that just run they mouth
where i’m at it’s raining baddies, ain’t no f+ckin’ drought
and i’m lowkey in the function, i came unannounced
countin’ six shots, no more, i’ma pass on ’em
i see two young stallions, i’m lasso ’em
a lot of horses in the whip, i hit the dash on ’em
night is coming, [?], i’m finna do it all again and i just+
[chorus]
i just woke up, 1 a.m. like “[?], what’s the move?” (what’s the move)
slip a 100k in jewelry on and bust a move (bust a move)
20 bands up out the safe, i’m in here thumbin’ through ’em
i heard both my exes in here, i hope i run into ’em (ya, ya, ya, ya)
i heard [?] and they just runnin’ through ’em
she forgot how rough her life is, i’m too f+ckin’ smooth (woo)
she been sleepin’ on a n+gga, she been hittin’ snooze
now i’m in her slums playing by some different rules, huh

- bryson tiller lyrics

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