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daboii - mufasa lyrics

[intro]
ha haa n-gg-s know what the f-ck it is n-gg-
young wild n-gg- i’m a muf-ckin’ trend setter in my muf-ckin’ section
ol’ mark -ss n-gg-s, n-gg-s know what the f-ck it is n-gg-
n-gg-s done let me talk my muf-ckin’ sh-t up on the mic n-gg-
i’m finna go in n-gg-. gang n-gg-

[verse]
b-tch back back, i don’t f-ck wit’ strangers
talkin’ ’bout love i’m the subject changer
broad day sparkers they the public sprayers
old joke -ss b-tch i don’t f-ck wit’ prankers
tryna stay safe but i f-ck wit’ danger
every beat that i touch is a f-ckin’ banger
attached to the paper i’m a f-ckin’ stapler
what i spent on my neck was a f-ckin’ anchor
heard n-gg-s want beef till we bon apet-te
sh-ll so big knock the bone out ya knee
not a tongue holder n-gg-s know i’ma speak
tlc wit’ this chop, n-gg-s know i’ma creep
thinkin’ i’ma cuff dumb b-tch you pathetic
give her two strokes got her sweatin’ out her edges
tryna get thick, well bend over let me bless it
i’m a boss and i’ll never stoop down to a peasant
gold diggin’ -ss hoe i ain’t payin’ you no mind
and when i lay pipe b-tch i lay it from behind
i don’t get babby, i’ll put it in yo’ spine
before i go broke i’ll put in overtime
runnin’ to the back spend all day runnin’
goin’ through some thangs but it all ain’t nothin’
don’t get in this whip if y’all all ain’t clutchin’
strictly only brothers and we all ain’t cousins
cold in the summer n-gg-s better have toasters
snakes in the gr-ss n-gg-s better have vultures
what’s a kingpin to a motherf-ckin’ joker?
get your card pulled in this b-tch, i’m a poker
b-tch all this bread on my hip i’m a loafer
me an this glock, to the neck i’m a loner
why i never give no f-cks? i got older
a plate wit’ my gang we gonna split it like it’s yoga
a scent of that gas in the ‘wood that my odor
a whiff of daboii then you won’t be sober
give her good d-ck, next day i don’t know her
bro need the -ssist wit’ the b-tch i’ma throw her
yeah, i’m a point guard
they like d-mn talk your sh-t ’cause that boy hard
i don’t rock louis v this a goyard
do a skit treat the whip like a go-kart
“f-ck suckas”, mood as f-ck
track pull a n-gg- b-tch i’m rude as f-ck
out neck talkers they don’t do as much
and when it come to the k’s we the kluest kluck
i ain’t talkin ’bout sh-t i just talk that
you gon’ do what i say b-tch don’t talk back
late night i’m a beast in that all black
love the life that we live so we all strapped
and before it get easy dumb n-gg- it get bad first
and if i gotta peace, bought the bag i’m a pastor
lick time, all black, cash slingin’ slasher
talk but don’t know us that sh-t fill me up wit’ laughter
we got the rock, you the monkey in the middle
i don’t hide from opps but a n-gg- hide from prison
claimin’ that you real when you lyin’ in your sentence
young wild n-gg- i’m lion wit’ a pistol
do i care about you b-ms? hakuna matata
she gon’ eat the whole thing then i’m losin’ a dada
f-ck n-gg-s talkin’ hot so i cruise wit’ the lava
king of the jungle b-tch i feel like mufasa, b-tch!

[outro]
b-tch i feel like mufasa, ha haaa, yeah b-tch i feel like mufasa, a muf-ckin’ lion in this muf-ckin’ jungle b-tch, young wild n-gg-, n-gg-s know what the f-ck it is n-gg-, sob b-tch daboii in this muf-cka. muf-ckas don’ let me get up on the muf-ckin’ mic you muf-ckas done f-cked up. n-gg- don’ let me talk my sh-t, stupid -ss n-gg- and i don’t f-ck wit’ suckas and i don’t do features n-gg-. stop callin’ my muf-ckin’ phone n-gg-s ain’t got the muf-ckin’ bags n-gg- i need 5 bands a muf-ckin’ feature n-gg- you don’t got it n-gg- stop hittin’ my muf-ckin’ phone n-gg- yeah n-gg-, yeah n-gg-, young wild n-gg-, b-tch, b-tch, b-tch

rbe x sob that’s the gang b-tch

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