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duwap kaine – fisher (4-mix) lyrics

for the hood i go hardcore
she send invisible ink, she real freaky off the taylor port
gotta white b+tch, gotta brown b+tch
something like a s’more
onna westside with the southside, b+tch from the four
she take a perk, she itching always biting like a dinosaur (junky b+tch)
i got mo[re] money than the bank
no, this ain’t no metaphor
and i said “i’ll give you the world”
baby that’s a metaphor (i lied)
girl you ain’t giving top, b+tch what you hear for?
e+e+endless
yeah my love so mother f+cking endless
sorry baby i left you in the bentley
get yo n+gga cause i know that he envy
10 rounds in the [a]k, got you 10 piece
squeeze the mother f+cking [a]k until it’s empty
broke ass n+gga, yo heart looks empty
fly ass n+gga, i ain’t giving no sympathy
you better have some respect, going…(?)
really care about the mother f+cking love
i don’t care if you got gucci or fendi
don’t give a f+ck if yo ass trendy
how the f+ck, is that going to impress me?
f+ck a stylist, ain’t n0body gonna dress me
i earned respect, ain’t n0body gon[na] press me
skinny jeans on, i feel like young thug
skinny jeans so i look like jeffery
draco, if a n+gga move sketchy
she let me hit, how the f+ck you better let me
you know she gonna f+ck if it’s me, especially
you already know that i’m special b[itch]
loveee
yeah she want love from a thug
you was in school asking for some hugs
i was in that b+tch selling drugs
gotta four five on my side n+gga i’ll bust this b+tch
f+ck on yo hoe
fill yo b+tch up, like a luggage b+tch
gotta real b+tch, if you know i really love ha thuggish sh+t (thug)
she f+ck with me, she say “a bay bay” like hurricane chris
this b+tch on that bullsh+t
scratch yo hoe off the hit list (yeah)
free my n+ggas out them jail cells
cause i’m really tired of them visits man
ain’t seen my n+ggas in a minute man
f+ck yo hoe, imma minute man
if ian have no money on my kids, i would’ve went to prison man
money f+ck up friendships man
stop f+cking these hoes raw
cause they giving out bad experience man
i say that off experience man
fly ass h+ll when we take yo man
my rolex ain’t ticking man
master p no limit man
i’ll f+ck yo hoe and i’ll do it again
yeah she with me, yeah till the end
keep it a 100, yeah 100 percent
baby girl i’m like f+ck yo boyfriend
me having motion, man they gotta pretend
wake up, gotta repent
i’m not a dike, but the strap in my pants
like…(?) she do that sh+t with no hands
every time i cheat, she document
baby girl, man we just was a man
we wasn’t meant for each other
i’m getting money, spend that sh+t on my mother
you know i won’t, ever change on my brother
glock in the f+cking moncler puffer
i’ll feed a n+gga, i don’t want you to suffer
i’m getting money, i don’t care who tougher
you a f+ck n+gga, i can’t f+ck with no buster
baby girl, imma mother f+cker
she really thought that i was a lover
n+ggas talking, man he talking that rubbish
you f+ck that hoe better use you a rubber
baby know i’m from the hood
baby know i’m from the gutter
can’t f+ck with no sucker
too many b+tches, man gon ahead f+ck ha
better keep you a gun this summer
imma playa, and playas f+ck up
counting man i’m counting colors
off the liquor man i gotta recover
that’s yo b+tch man she under my covers
mix the louie with the undercover
boy you get no money, that’s a bummer
all of that d+ck riding, boy i know yo bum hurt
pull up with sticks the real block busters
she changed up for money it’s f+ck ha (f+ck ha)
f+ck her (yeah)
pull up on yo block and yo block on that bullsh+t
bust on that b+tch and yo b+tch that’s a full clip
lemme get some of yo liquor, just a lil sip
matter fact lemme hit the mushrooms
take a d+mn trip

- duwap kaine lyrics

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