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cosantana - wit ya! lyrics

[intro]
baby, oh my
baby, baby, oh my
baby, oh baby how we could’ve been alright
shut the f+ck up
oh myy
yeah yeah
baby, oh my
nah nah
baby, baby, oh my
yeah yeah
baby, oh baby how we could’ve been alright
nah nah

[chorus]
i don’t even got to get high when i’m wit ya
know to pick up the phone when i hit you up cause you know i miss ya
if its a problem we slide i don’t really got time go and dish em
baby you bad as h+ll i might pick it up like early dismissal
no we ain’t worried bout dude at all know he ain’t upping his pistol
she get turnt up off the liquor
told that lil hoe i wouldn’t hit her
but i turned around and hit her
you can lay low wit yo friends
lay low on that block with chop in my hands
n++++ tried to run up shoot that b+tch out his hand
[verse]
i know i got some members up in that can
i just mеt a foreign hoe from j+pan
she don’t spеak no english, but she freaky as h+ll and i’m really tryna take off her pants
said that he a demon? i been praying to god cause i got to send them too h+ll
n++++ think he hard but he soft n++++ frail
i’m leading the way just follow the trail
i’m leading the way just follow the steps up
save me were gonna make it alright

[verse 2]
why you wearing a vest? we shoot from the neck up
tryna put ya head down n++++ keep ya head up
hit her on camera, knew that it was only right, hit it with my leg up
okay, police try to use they lights you know that we sped off
chopstick, beretta pop sh+t like kettle
slide down that bicycle young n++++ shoot out the pedal
we hop out and rock sh+t out you can call it heavy metal

[chorus]
i don’t even got to get high when i’m wit ya
know to pick up the phone when i hit you up cause you know i miss ya
if its a problem we slide i don’t really got time go and dish em
baby you bad as h+ll i might pick it up like early dismissal
no we ain’t worried bout dude at all know he ain’t upping his pistol
she get turnt up off the liquor
told that lil hoe i wouldn’t hit her
but i turned around and hit her
you can lay low wit yo friends
lay low on that block with chop in my hands
n++++ tried to run up shoot that b+tch out his hand
(shoot it out his hand!)
[outro]
baby, oh my
baby, baby, oh my
baby, oh baby how we could’ve been alright
baby, oh my
baby, baby, oh my
baby, oh baby how we could’ve been alright

- cosantana lyrics

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