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crybaby cash - moken troll (freshazimiz remix) lyrics

cmon, really got valet at the crib they open the doors
sent a picture of za, when he opened it was a low
he got a crush on one of his bros, n0body knows
i know a n+gga that was a n+gga but he had turnt up into a ho
you got mildew on your clothes, i know a white b+tch smoking joes
i know that b+tch called a remote, i’m still gone call it moken troll
i know a n+gga say he a gangster, but he be going do his toes
riding around in that jag thang, b+tch i’m finna hit the road

godd+mn, got this stick up in my hand, got this b+tch up in my hand
got your b+tch up in my bed, finna paint the city red
she bought a porsche off of that n+gga and picked me up
uh, uh, she bought a porsche off of that n+gga and picked me up
she would be dead if that was me but i couldn’t even comprehend it
i’m riding round with that, hold up, b+tch i’m riding round in the trenches
okay that sh+t come wet and sticky, yeah, ooh that p+ssy viscous
i don’t be on twitter, i hate b+tches in my mentions

homie work at walmart, went to school to be a dentist
you could probably understand what i say if you listen
tryna get health conscious, drinking tea off of of hibiscus
dude look like a raper man, mustache look vicious
me and moms used to be beefing bad, i ain’t wash the dishes
and i ain’t take the meat out of the freezer i was trippin, cmon
my daughter in the room, in time out, she ain’t want listen
all your partners keep on dying, them n+ggas kenny
i’m with some bad sh+t, if i ain’t with my dawg, like stewie griffin
i just pulled up at cane’s, talking ’bout chicken, chicken, which one you picking
the way these n+ggas hating, you’ll think they doin’ it for a living
i’m at my grandma’s house, stuffing a bunch of bows up in the kitchen
n+gga f+cked up with it

i ain’t with that clique hopping, i just be with a couple n+ggas
b+tch come with a price, them d+ck grabbers, that’s the money getters
and you gone pay to do them d+ck grabbers, she f+ckin’ other n+ggas
i then seen brothers beef ’bout hoes, that’s why it hard to really trust a n+gga
i know all my twins, ain’t on that time, yeah
flyin’ with contraband, b+tch, i been crossing state lines, yeah
d+mn, you know i’m a dog, i like to flirt
i got a b+tch booty so big, that b+tch be poking out the skirt

i got a relationship with god, but i don’t even much be goin’ to church
’cause that sh+t cap, n+ggas be lying all in your face and that sh+t hurt
the pastor he just like me, twizzy he putting that money first
wait, how the f+ck you catch a charge for sh+t that’s growing up out the earth?
yes i like groupie hoes, and i believe in ufos
my potna f+cked me up, yeah, i seen him playin’ around with his nose
he beating his b+tch behind the scenes, them dumb b+tches thinking they goals
i got some verified vs, b+tch they encrusted in white gold

slow ya roll, pimpin’ potna, and i ain’t f+cking with your kind
i got way too many algorithm problems on my mind
b+tch my instagram ain’t showing all my followers my posts
shawty add me to her close friends i don’t know her, we ain’t close
n+gga got every pair of jordan’s job, think he be fresh, that n+gga don’t
i know a n+gga out the closet, but he be swearing he ain’t a punk
b+tch, i’m gettin’ tired of watching netflix, i know you seen it jump
i know this b+tch just had a baby, when i pull up she got a pump
you ain’t viral, you ain’t viral, you ain’t coming how i’m coming
you ain’t never seen a hundred, brother, but i understand, yeah, come on
i know every jugg getting oversaturated
i’m the oldest grandbaby on my mama side of the fam, yeah
that ain’t got nothing to do with nothing
i’m speaking facts but i’m like f+ck it
how the f+ck you got deodorant on your arms
and you still musty, i slimed her one little bitty time
now she keep sayin’ she’ll never trust me
two of my partners got they cdl they living they life trucking

b+tch, at the end of the day
you can never tell me n+gga just be cap
just be lying, just be sayin’ anything, b+tch, i will say anything though
i will say any and everything, f+ck n+gga
and i just seen i’m on bet, b+tch, stop playin’ with me

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