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drebo - skeet lyrics

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[intro]
yo
asap what is man?
haha
ay yo brodie
you my brother n-gg-, turn up
ha, squeeze the mixtape
ima let my n-gg- talk to y’all real quick
let’s get it, lets get it

[hook: cello and drebo]
f-ck your b-tch, hit her in the back seat
you cuffed a b-tch, but i hit her last week
f-ck them nikes, red bottoms on my feet
extended clips with the [?] in the heat
yeah
flipped yo b-tch had her in the backseat
she ain’t sh-t, i just left her last week
we don’t slip, we on point, we on beat (all on beat)
she love squeeze
she love cello, she gone skeet

[verse 1: drebo]
flipped yo b-tch, had her in the backseat
we got hammers in the [?] that make -ss run a track meat
bad b-tch she feel special but she don’t attract me
you be rapping, we ain’t worried about no f-cking rap beef
she gave me face last night, i had to pull the seat down
cello told me she a hoe, he hit her out the playground
getting down for the squad, so it ain’t no play round
she let us f-ck her in the crib so yeah, that’s her place now
she as nasty as it get, i had to nut up on her face
she love to eat a n-gg- d-ck, she said she love the way it taste
and trying to get close to a b-tch, n-gg- gotta keep his sp-ce
and n-gg- racking up them hunnids, always on a money chase
squeezy baby

[hook: cello and drebo]
f-ck your b-tch, hit her in the back seat
you cuffed a b-tch, but i hit her last week
f-ck them nikes, red bottoms on my feet
extended clips with the [?] in the heat
yeah
flipped yo b-tch had her in the backseat
she ain’t sh-t, i just left her last week
we don’t slip, we on point, we on beat (all on beat)
she love squeeze
she love cello, she gone skeet

[verse 2: cello]
cello in this b-tch, i’m clutching on a banger
hit your b-tch, got her screaming like a singer
gave me p-ssy but to me she just a stranger
say no b-tch, dawg that sh-t ain’t in my nature
maid hoe i swear she look just like a barbie
dreadlocks up in my head just like i’m marley
my n-gg-s toting choppas, i ain’t talking harley
shoot a n-gg- in the face and don’t feel sorry
pistol whipped him, left him in that parking lot
yeah we blowing, but my whole team hot
tell that label [?] meet us in the trap spot
and if the deal don’t sound good we take his diamond watch

[hook: cello and drebo]
f-ck your b-tch, hit her in the back seat
you cuffed a b-tch, but i hit her last week
f-ck them nikes, red bottoms on my feet
extended clips with the [?] in the heat
yeah
flipped yo b-tch had her in the backseat
she ain’t sh-t, i just left her last week
we don’t slip, we on point, we on beat (all on beat)
she love squeeze
she love cello, she gone skeet



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