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cy'breaz - my hommie still [cover] lyrics

[verse 1]
man, f-ck ya’ll with a sick d-ck, semi automatic no cl!ck cl!ck
we don’t feel you like an elephant, gettin’ f-cked with a tick d-ck
little n-gga with a thick b-tch, and before i f-ck this b-tch
i gotta put that patch over my third eye, sl!ck rick
trukfit, t-shirt, talk second, skeet first
boy yo girl a jump off, i hope she land feet first
she give me brain, research, and i prefer, reefer
but if you want some c0ke, that’s cool, cause my homies still

[hook]
yeah my homies still
my homies still
yeah my homies still
don’t make my goons go stupid
go stupid, go stupid, yeah
don’t make my goons go stupid
go stupid, go stupid, yeah

[verse 2]
my girls and cars both skirt off
i like a p-ssy so wet that i can surf off
in a hot spot cause a n-gga never chillin’
i do it for my n-ggas, i just do it to these b-tches
boy, i overgrind, overshine
ain’t another n-gga over sean
i’m getting paid, it’s oprah time
i’m rollin’ pine, i’m so divine
i’m west side, west side
dark gl-sses on like i’m goin’ blind
looking like eazy e, it’s just me and lil weezy-we
get off my d-ck!

[hook]

[verse 3]
look, i’m east side them haters 90 going west
my n-ggas pumping so much b-ss, m-th-f-ckas going deaf
weezy f, i’m east side them haters 90 going west
my n-ggas pumping so much b-ss (pump that b-ss)
tunechi, tunechi, tunechi, i don’t love them hoes
got so much c0ke, you gon’ need another nose
man i just play my hand, but i am not the dealer
you see i got them tear drops, i cry yo -ss a river
i got that trukfit t-shirt, listenin’ to rebirth
i skate until my feet hurt, hot boy, free turk
p-ssy for dessert
put your -ss beneath earth
and i don’t sell drugs, but if you need work
my homies still

[hook]

[verse 4]
whoa, okay, boi this here’s what i do do
got your sister dancing, not the kind that’s in a tutu
got me in control, no strings attached, that’s that voodoo
she said can’t n0body do it better, i tell her, true true yep b-tch true true
true true, my my bro bro say these b-tches ain’t sh-t
i got the girl you came with and the girl she came wit’
she leaking and drippin’, whoa there i might just come slip in
and your misses gonna go missin’
if she addicted to what my d-ck did
boy i get it
(lil b-tch!)

[hook-extended]
yeah, my homies still
my homies still (finally famous in this)
yeah my homies still (g.o.o.d.)
lil n-gga! make my goons go stupid!
go stupid, go stupid, yeah (boi boi)
don’t make my goons go stupid
go stupid, go stupid, yeah (go dumb)
look, i’m eastside them haters 90 going west
my n-ggas pumping so much b-ss, m-th-f-ckas going deaf
weezy f, i’m eastside my n-gga sean from the west
and n-ggas pumping so much b-ss (pump that b-ss)
yea, uh-huh, young mula
truk yo girl

- cybreaz lyrics

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