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cluli - get a clu lyrics

[intro]
peekaboo b+tch ass motherf+cker
how you doing
back again, how you doing beautiful people, ugly peope, and medium people too

[hook 1: khia]
all you ladies pop your p+ssy like this
shake your body: don’t stop, don’t miss
all you ladies pop your p+ssy like this
shake your body: don’t stop, don’t miss
all you ladies pop your p+ssy like this
shake your body: don’t stop, don’t miss
all you ladies pop your p+ssy like this
shake your body: don’t stop, don’t miss

[drop: khia]
shake your body: don’t stop, don’t miss
do it, do it +it, do it, do it, do it now
do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it now
do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it now
do it, do it, do it, do it, do it

[hook 2: drake]
came up, that’s all me, stay true, that’s all me (yeah)
no help, that’s all me, all me for real
came up, that’s all me, stay true, that’s all me (2 chainz)
no help, that’s all me, a+ a+ a+
[verse 1: drake]
the dash, it’s digi’, the schedule busy
my head in a hoodie, my shorty a goodie
my cousins are crazy, my cousins like boogie
life is amazin’, it is what it should be
been here for ten but i feel like a rookie
i tell her, “look up” ’cause it’s snowin’ in tootsie’s
booked for three years, man, you can’t even book me
it’s me and lil baby, this (d+ck) goin’ crazy
wheezy produced it and weezy f. made me
and she held it down, so she got a mercedes
young money records, the army, the navy
they ran me ten thousand, i threw it like brady
the foreign is yellow like tracee and k.d
i trusted my n+ggas, they never betrayed me
met all these n+ggas, they sweeter than sadie

[verse 2: kash krabs, sauceward, & spongeguap]
spongeboy (uh+huh?), get back on the grill (aye+aye+aye+aye)
the customer’s already waitin’, they already paid for the meal
huh, squidward (uh+huh?), you been knew the deal (uh+huh)
huh, keep watch for that lil’ boy that’s plottin’ on me, i know he gon’ steal
he gon’ need some four+ply (four+ply), go get some tissues
krusty krew totin’ the missiles
mess with the gang, you get all of these issues (these issues)
i just been countin’ this money (money)
i just laugh to the bank ’cause it’s funny (funny)
not stealin’ no patties, that’s chummy (nope)
i open my doors, they start running
[verse 3: ?]

[hook 3: blac youngsta]
bad b+tch, pulled down, popped up
f+cked me like a pro (wh0re)
i’ma count up on your legs, propped up
smoking out the bowl
i’m a young rich n+gga, bossed up
feed me like a goat
bad b+tch, bad b+tch, bad b+tch
f+cked me like a pro

[verse 4: lli uzi vert]
uh, i came in with a new 40 glock
f+ck on your b+tch, make that ho wanna milly rock
i’m with my boys, and no, we do not milly rock
funny money, no, this is not no silly guap
got a richard mille, this not a silly watch (woah)
all this money make me wan’ hit my diddy bop
tell the teller at the bank, um, just give me lots (h+llo?)
at the dealer, i can’t pull this sh+t off the lot
me and my boys, you know that we sharin’ thots
i got n+ggas that be movin’ the tan rock
that’s the end of that, no, i cannot talk a lot
man, these n+ggas out here, i swear they talk a lot
drive+by on a rat, you a walkin’ cop
double+park, new lambo’ with no parkin’ spot
[hook 3: offset]
(hey, hey)
my b+tch is bad and bougie (bad)
cookin’ up dope with a uzi (blaow)
my n+ggas is savage, ruthless (savage)
we got 30s and hundred+rounds too (grrah)
my b+tch is bad and bougie (bad)
cookin’ up dope with a uzi (dope)
my n+ggas is savage, ruthless (hey)
we got 30s and hundred+rounds too (glah)

[verse 5: lil uzi vert & offset]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
my b+tch, she bad to the bone (she what?)
ayy, wait, these n+ggas watchin’
i swear to god they be my clones (they watchin’)
yeah, hey, huh
switchin’ my hoes like my flows (what?)
switchin’ my flows like my clothes (like what?)
keep on shootin’ that gun, don’t reload (d+mn)

[outro: shineman88, idubbbz]
uhh, i don’t know how to cook good
my mama never how tuh, show me how to cook
ok, your mama never show you how to suck d+ck
how you still know how to suck d+ck
because you wanted to be g+y! (oh my gah!)
so you figure it out on yourself

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