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ebe bandz - country grammar lyrics

[chorus]
down in alabama got a bad little b-tch shaking -ss off the handle
now i’m in atlanta
pouring up a four in a fanta
riding down peachtree speaking country grammar
manners
i can tell your b-tch don’t got it
everything foreign brand new when i cop it
racing off the lot in the blue maserati
getaway car beat the case like gotti

[verse 1]
look i got your b-tch in a p-rno fl1ck
no i do not rent cause i own a whip
pull up in that beamer she notice it
she jumping on me this that pogo stick
i never been down with the bogus sh-t
i fly out to cali and smoke a zip
when i’m out in vegas i own a strip
i pay all my hookers with poker chips

[verse 2]
beat the case like gotti
so much money might join illuminati
make a good girl go bad act thotty
now she getting naughty, i just want to body
had to break her in, in the brand new audi
said she on clyde, treat her like bonnie
pouring up lean real darko donnie
said she got good head bevo laddy

[verse 3]
turn a ben dallas at [?]
taliban bandz i’m the man be honest
drinking this lean till i vomit
i’m a blow a hundred grand quick all profit
you a little broke b-tch stop it
picking up ones cause you know you ain’t got it
i bought some guns we don’t twitter beef
trap in the cold when it’s six degrees
most of these hoes don’t mean sh-t to me
if you ain’t my main i’m your memory
i whip up a brick like a remedy
i serve the white girl call it emily
i’m too hot while these b-tches approaching me
is it cause i’m g-m-e-b-e
i’m bagging and wrapping like eazy-e
i’m independant, f-ck the industry

- ebe bandz lyrics

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