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dre nello - carried away lyrics

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[chorus: dre nello]
young n-gg- getting their cake
these n-gg-s hate
you see the smile on my face
these n-gg-s talk to the chase
i do the race
we can not go on a date
i’m getting ready to skate
like real estate
i leave you dead at your place
all of these n-gg-s envate
these n-gg-s trace
i get ’em carried away

(verse 1: dre nello)
yeah i jumped out the coupe with the baddest b-tch
seen her ex n-gg- walking he look sad as sh-t
so much money in my pocket i can’t drag this sh-t
and all my n-gg-s so official that they dragging sh-t (yeah)
walk up in this b-tch with a pistol
my pistol you never see that in the picture
i’m gangster i’m silent stepping with some k!llers
my k!llers gon keep it silent if they get em
these n-gg-s be claiming that they be gorillas
give em the cake i’m hopping out the middle
she want me to break it off she think i’m brittle
i’m putting it in her stomach like it’s dinner
i’m like a baby i never be alone
i do not want you n-gg-s on my song
all of that hating that i don’t condone
they won’t pop out until they think i’m gone
i don’t pop out i still be in my zone
like if you could’ve considered that alone
and let them act up and tell me that they grown
ima be in the cell with a phone
i got some sh-t you’ve never seen before
i ride around the city with a pole
they say i’m like givenchy cause i’m cold
i do not like when b-tches do the most
it could be stifle chillin with your folks
cause n-gg-s be plotting like some hoes
i get the bread and it will never mold
you see what the devil do to n-gg-s soul (yeah)

[chorus: dre nello]
young n-gg- getting their cake
these n-gg-s hate
you see the smile on my face
these n-gg-s talk to the chase
i do the race
we can not go on a date
i’m getting ready to skate
like real estate
i leave you dead at your place
all of these n-gg-s envate
these n-gg-s trace
i get ’em carried away

{verse 2: nika]
trust me
i treat you n-gg-s like puppy
you wanna 50 be hubby
none of you b-tches can hush me
walk out with your buddy
mc hammer you can’t touch me
they don’t know what too believe
i’m making them see
don’t need a scale you can tell i’m a g
and these n-gg-s full like a crease
i pull up on the block and i’m hopping out
and i’m schooling these b-tches they dropping out
they don’t want any problems then drop it down
i got bars like a jail ima lock it down
you didn’t know that i’m crack
i make your n-gg- come back
i make that n-gg- run laps
b-tch they know i’m with the snap
i can hang with gorillas you don’t know how to adapt (huh)
they need my permission
i’m granting my wishes
i grant like you ulisses (huh)
i’m all in the kitchen
my salsa look different
i’m walking i’m pidgit (huh)
they know that i’m hippin
i walk in the mall you see me limping
my weed is so f-cking lotted like a tension
i’m had to cut off the people i’ve been friending
they fake

[chorus: dre nello]
young n-gg- getting their cake
these n-gg-s hate
you see the smile on my face
these n-gg-s talk to the chase
i do the race
we can not go on a date
i’m getting ready to skate
like real estate
i leave you dead at your place
all of these n-gg-s envate
these n-gg-s trace
i get ’em carried away



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