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da label - a2p fred lyrics lyrics

[intro]
woo, woo, woo
n+ggas can’t guard me, man
(gentle beatz)
anything
(gery, what the f+ck up?)

[chorus]
i made four hundred on my phone while i was havin’ dinner with the label (i swear to god)
i’m a fat, black, sh+t talkin’, chicken chaser (woo, woo)
i can shoot that ho or pass it off, i’m a facilitator (i’m a facilitator)
tree huggin’+ass n+ggas, they don’t get no paper (nah, nah)
honey mild bbq, fred came through drippin’ flavor (i came through drippin’ flavor)
baby girl so fine, she ain’t gotta bring sh+t to the table
if i was trappin’ in the ’80s, woulda had crack in my windbreaker (dope)
big+ass rocks for the dome, that’s a stem breaker

[verse]
i’ll up that motherf+cker, wham it, i’m a rim breaker
think i won’t drop that bag and get you gone? n+gga, keep thinkin’
all the love i showed to these peons, they still hatin’ (f+ck ’em)
you want your spot to boom, show love to the neighbors
n+gga, think i’m beefin’ ’bout a b+tch, i’m way too player
thinkin’ i get in that room and fold, i’m way too gangster
in the streets, they show me love from the olds to the gang bangers
they respect this sh+t and i have to twist up nan’ fingers
same ho you pulled in purple jeans, i get in some wranglers (yeah)
when it’s in you and not just on you, that’s a game changer (woo, woo)
i’m so hood, i feel safe when i’m in grave danger
ho, your n+gga lame as f+ck and that just makes you lamer (lamer)
i’ll pull up serve a play, pull off in some sh+t swingin’
serve mr. jones, smoke that b+tch and he d+mn near fainted
why the f+ck you walkin’ ’round with fire if you ain’t gon’ bang it?
woo, i’m a2p for life and it ain’t no changin’
[chorus]
i made four hundred on my phone while i was havin’ dinner with the label (i swear to god)
i’m a fat, black, sh+t talkin’, chicken chaser (woo, woo)
i can shoot that ho or pass it off, i’m a facilitator (i’m a facilitator)
tree huggin’+ass n+ggas, they don’t get no paper (nah)
honey mild bbq, fred came through drippin’ flavor
baby girl so fine, she ain’t gotta bring sh+t to the table
if i was trappin’ in the ’80s, woulda had crack in my windbreaker (dope)
big+ass rocks for the dome, that’s a stem breaker

[outro]
anything

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