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cj flemings - status lyrics

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(hook)

big status n-gg- what it cost
they ain’t pulling off like a boss
n-gg-s straight dipped in the pot for the sauce (too much)
in my head back home boy i’m too clutch

(verse 1)
gave that n-gg- daps now he’s on a ride
pray to god i don’t make my moma cry
when the gun bust n-gg-s in the feelings
i got sdot taking care of business
and liello got the keys to the corvette
swear the know we run this sh-t but they ain’t sure yet, drop it down girl i’m giving you the co sign, she wanna f-ck a n-gg- good for some old times oh my

(pre hook)
make sure, make sure you
ain’t gon’ wake up to
one of these suckas in the club but
i understand, i understand, you want a man

b-tches call in sick for this d-ck cause your boy the sh-t
band up on em quick, hit a lick, and we never miss (my youth)

(hook)

(verse 2)

let me n-gg-s open up the gate
now i’m flying in and out of states
europe got a n-gg- reminiscing tough
all the pretty women got me looking rough on the other side
landed on the caribbean soil
rolling with your girl she getting spoil
and i ain’t fina stop until she’s with it (with it x2)
i might snap on every n-gg- till i get it get it get it woah

(pre hook)

(hook x2)

all my dogs dem notice
i talk and they quote us
see us in the streets oh my god n-gg-s owe us
i ain’t ever really been the type acting bogus
squad’s on top of everything n-gg-s notice man its

(hook)

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