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danny blaze – pus(her) lyrics

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[intro: sampled]

sky
without any sun
lotus blossom, don’t cry
you and i were meant to be one
and though we’re apart
it won’t be for long
i come to you
in my song

[intro: screwed]

gangsters, hoes, thugs, k!llers
making dough, bucks bigger/
yea a n-gga girlfriend the neighborhood drug dealer/

[intro: danny blaze]

yea my baby trapping
that weed she be bagging
and yea my baby pushing
that cocaine she be cooking

verse:

let me tell you how it feels when you’re f-cking with a chick who’s making dollar bills
hope god forgives, cuz she make all her money from pot and pills
got the wheel in her kindy paint, pick a n-gga up she’s switching lanes
head to the crib and she make a couple traps, i just lay back and watch the clippers game
baby girl bad, got a body and a pretty face
dope with the (oh!) you know mami got h-lla brains
give me dank and this sh-t stank, but i forgot the swishers mane
ain’t no problem, baby can make a bong out of anything
you ain’t even gotta go get the backwoods, swear to god i seen shawty smoke out an apple
lay her down l1ck her toes and her -ssh0l-
then hit the corner store for a c0ke and a snapple
some girls do c0ke in the bathroom/
some girls on the pole for the cash flow
yea mane, my girl sell drugs, if you need somethin blow up her cell phone
uh, she got molly, she got dank
she got og, she got sour, she got kush, she got haze
she got zans, she got lean, she got brownies, she got cakes
we got high, we got baked, she gotta call and she got paid

[chorus]

my shawty slinging (she do what) my shawty slinging (ay)
she trapping and she bad when she walk that -ss be shaking
and yea she got that thing just in case she gotta bang it
she’s my honey and she loves me but that money she be making/
she my pusha baby
yea i got what you need, have some c0ke have some weed
she my pusha baby
yea i got what you need, have some c0ke have some weed

[verse 2]

the weight keep moving and the loot is getting better
but in the back of her mind she think i can’t do this sh-t forever
cuz everybody knows it’s only two places you end up
police tryna lock you down and n-ggas wanna shoot you for ya cheddar
she sick of riding in the coup with the baretta
sick of trapping man, she man wanna go to school with the professors
get out the game like kobe when he used to hoop with metta
i tell her i support you baby you can do whatever
and our life is gon be beautiful together, man we never gon be separate, i’ll be here because i love her
i tell her she my future no ciara and one day we gon get married buy a crib in the suburbs
say she wanna have some kids, be a mother
and we both gon have a benz, different colors
every night we in the bed under covers
talking bout all the time we gon spend with each other
and all that would be cool if she was here
but they caught my shawty slinging, now she doin 30 years
never thought i’d see the day that you would disappear
so now i spit these rhymes in the booth to make it clear
that sh-t ain’t worth it



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