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cupcakke - search lyrics

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[intro]

this sh-t crazy

look

[verse 1]

bean bag full of shots different from a bag of skittles

if sh-t get b-mpy bust it in your face like a f–king pimple

i need god to answer more prayers so i’m headed to the temple

b-tches sit around on they -ss like they done failed cripple

every convo got a time limit

cause i don’t like to put my mind in it

i don’t sympathize with n-body guys

look me in my eyes and they traumatized

a n-gg- can’t even make me blush

cause i get more play than toys are us

lay her body out like thin crust so we can chop it up with no pizza hut

waste time on a amateur, give her 31 shots no calendar

i bet he kick back when he heat it make a n-gg- jump like a cheerleader

feel it like peter pushing b-tches to the side like amina

since i’m the color of a pork and bean

i don’t wanna see no cops on the scene

cause sh-t could get terrible

so when i move a body or i do a robbery i’m careful

stained quick you ain’t getting sh-t, money ain’t shareable

so don’t try to walk a day in my shoes, he-h-ll naw they ain’t wearable

[hook] [2x]

might need me a church n-gg-s finna get hurt

dig deep in that dirt for that body you search

for that money i search for that body they search

for that money i search for that body they search

i’m a search search search search

i’m a search search search search

i’m a search search search search

for that money i search for that body they search

[verse 2]

shorty i can’t even save ya, like i ran out of data

b-tch i’m typing up yo will, gone say bye to jada

got guns in the backseat bigger than an alligator

if i draw the chopper on you it’s only out to erase you

let me show you a sample, aim at yo head make it bubble like

shampoo

money ain’t coming slowmo, if it cost to be the boss then n-gg- what’s the total?

n-gg-s say they global they not even mobile

we can’t even social got him getting vocal

i’m just on a move half the ones who ain’t got sh-t got h-ll of sh-t to prove

b-tches still broke if you getting money and them bills due

holla at my mans for he talk them bands cause i’m not a fool

big family i got to feed more than the huxtables

so when you see me in yo sight bets believe i’m finna hustle you

motherf–kers out here owe me money thinking they untouchable

if she don’t meet me with my cheese

i’m a crack her that’s a lunchable

[hook] [x2]

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