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cresp joe - ain't lyrics

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[intro: cresp joe]
noo, noo, noo
noo, noo, cresp joe

[chorus: cresp joe]
ayy swear these homies ain’t guap, ain’t guap
ain’t guap, ain’t guap (guap guap)
swear these homies ain’t none, ain’t none
ain’t none, ain’t none (none none)
swear these homies ain’t pop, ain’t pop
ain’t pop, ain’t pop (pop pop)
swear these homies, ain’t hop, ain’t hop
ain’t hop, ain’t hop (hop hop)

[verse 1: cresp joe]
they can’t handle our club, our club
our club, our club
all my jewelries are stunn’, are stunn’
are stunn’, are stunn
all these hoes get in love, in love
in love, in love
all they wanna is suck, is suck
is suck, is suck

walking like boss they like me cause i’m foreign (fore’)
sorry you boring let me show you how i’m balling (ball)
haters we sauce we put all of you far (far)
b-tches get caught twerking upside down (down)

bedroom and garage they getting so high (high)
don’t mind come far cause they know that we hard (hard)
f-ck the b-tch twice do that because i like (like)
love you but psych wanna be free then die (die)

[verse 2: stevie indigo]
indigo!
now how you do that (how you do it)
i’m smoking moonrock in the rocket counting new racks (ion dance)
these ni-gas hating but they broke but i knew that (but i knew that)
ion g-ngb-ng i just count racks (pruu)
i’m in the lambo and i’m switching lanes (woh, skirr)

all you see is dust (see is dust)
i can’t ride no wave
young black and i’m getting paid (getting guap)
and i’m coming straight from dade (they ain’t count it)
who these ni-gas is, man these ni-gas lames (man they lames)

dimonds on my watch diamonds on my cuban (on my cuban)
that b-tch give me knowledge i can be her student (be her student)
i don’t do no lean i don’t do no molly (do no molly)
grinding is my hobby i don’t trust n0body (trust n0body)

in the streets you gotta play smart ni-gas playing left to right (woh, skirr)
i can’t raise my son in this habitat
if you shooting then i’m shooting backs in my blood (blood)
young ni-ga had to hard got it out the mud

[chorus: cresp joe]
ayy swear these homies ain’t guap, ain’t guap
ain’t guap, ain’t guap (guap guap)
swear these homies ain’t none, ain’t none
ain’t none, ain’t none (none none)
swear these homies ain’t pop, ain’t pop
ain’t pop, ain’t pop (pop pop)
swear these homies, ain’t hop, ain’t hop
ain’t hop, ain’t hop (hop hop)

[verse 2: lil goat 305]
mantando esse verso como goodfellas
moro in babilônia na minha favela
tenho uma caso mais tenho pistola
vc não tem coca só tem coca-cola

i was in the hood i was in the projects
now got celebrities all up in my comments
yeah we biracial can call us logic
redda ain’t trash but that n-gga just toxic

i love to go party low key alcoholic
i smoke up some tree can’t f-ck with narcotics
i smoke up the gas i call it the chronic
i’m f-cking bad b-tches and they all exotic

i want me my commas
don’t want me no drama
i’m f-cking yo b-tch got my racks like obama
f-cking yo momma i got in a honda
getting some top in the back of a honda

[chorus: cresp joe]
ayy swear these homies ain’t guap, ain’t guap
ain’t guap, ain’t guap (guap guap)
swear these homies ain’t none, ain’t none
ain’t none, ain’t none (none none)
swear these homies ain’t pop, ain’t pop
ain’t pop, ain’t pop (pop pop)
swear these homies, ain’t hop, ain’t hop
ain’t hop, ain’t hop (hop hop)

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