crybaby cash and lawson vladimir - def jam vendetta lyrics
[verse 1: crybaby cash]
okay, okay that penny pinching suspect
i think you a broke hoe
you don’t understand me it’s sh+t you don’t know
i was trying to tell her, go get a four for four yeah
b+tch i’m on the road in a roadster, yeah
i got hoes copping lows they got bows sir
got a hoe on the low my hoe don’t know her
i’m trying to troll on the net, i’m a jocer
made a video giving neck, i’ma joce her
been in love like five years still ain’t post her
got evil sides of me i probably should have told her
want see the inside of my crib b+tch come over
she want really see the inside
i got a b+tch 5’3 selling three fives
i was+ trying to meet her at the seaside
shawty got a bag she got turnt up selling feline
and she got some dogs in the kennel trying to creep huh
trying to get them off it ain’t really nothing to me huh
country ass n+gga putting rims up on a nissan
going fast as i want i be ignoring all the street signs
green ass n+gga be ignoring all the street signs
busting down a woke b+tch she throwing up peace signs
white girl was bussing that was back in master p times
n+ggas seen the risk and n+ggas went to copping ps now
[verse 2: lawson vladimir]
really need some m’s told that n+gga put them g’s down
coach had took em out the game couldn’t get no rebound
she told me it’s that time of the month she bout to bleed out
too much f+cking motion in the ocean like a sea now
labels made em sell his soul he only got 300 thou’
get so f+cking high when i light this blunt i’m not coming down
trackhawk 200 on the dash crash it right now
def jam vendetta none of these rap n+ggas don’t fight now
twin said he only 13 he ready to pull the pipe out
that b+tch ain’t use to text back she tweaking trying to type now
get behind the wheel i prolly crash this b+tch i might die
he ain’t even k!ll n0body just seen it on fox 5
my new b+tch she love me she just put me in her top 5
b+tch i’m number one them other n+ggas they is not i
that b+tch know you green she gone slime his ass out every time
thot ass b+tch a gold digger she squeezed him out of every dime
white boy tryna k!ll people his ass been watching jeffrey dahmer
30 floors up in the penthouse that’s why that hoe steady hollering
these n+ggas not playing fair the ref don’t see that steady fouling
she gone see the cuban link and f+ck but it’s fake diamonds
he telling people his grill was 30 thousand but that ain’t johnny
all these b+tches bootleg i ready think they made in china
them hoes want be jayda wayda back in the day was blac chyna he steady be rap capping that sh+t not true he just rhyming
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