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el snappo & dj fetti fee - back in that mode (fast) lyrics

[intro]
ballin’ like i’m f+ckin’ pistol pete, that draco on the seat
keyboard on me, get a n+gga erased, control, alt, delete
claimin’ you want smoke, i’ll put a p+ssy n+gga in a grabba leaf
ridin’ ’round with that silkk the shocker, but i ain’t master p
do, no, no, no
do, no, no, no
(dj fetti fee, drop that sh+t) mm, right back in that mode, i swear to god, n+gga, i ain’t goin’ broke
right back in that mode, i swear to god, these n+ggas—
huh, uh

[chorus]
right back in that mode, i swear to god, n+gga, i ain’t goin’ broke
amiri on my coat, ’93 gas, blowin’ texaco
real trapper, i could get my hands on any drug you want
weed, base and blow, n+gga, pull up on me, i’m at the corner store
freaky+ass lil’ b+tch, she tryna f+ck me, want me to drop my lo’
made two hundred bands, i f+cked off and went and got some more
your baby mama with me in the passenger seat, panties to the floor
you better be glad i ain’t f+ck that b+tch, i just got some throat, n+gga

[post+chorus]
do, no, no, no, no (phew, phew, phew)
do, no, no, no, no (swear to god)
uh
[verse]
uh+huh, uh, ballin’ like i’m f+ckin’ pistol pete, that draco on the seat
keyboard on me, get a n+gga erased, control, alt, delete
claimin’ you want smoke, i’ll put a p+ssy n+gga in a grabba leaf
ridin’ ’round with that silkk the shocker, but i ain’t master p
freaky+ass lil’ b+tch, she tryna suck my s+m+n through my jeans
saved her number under rick james ’cause she a super freak
poor+ass n+gga rockin’ moissanite, n+ggas ain’t foolin’ me
i’ma up that pistol and make you sweat, but i ain’t talkin’ keith

[post+chorus]
do, no, no, no, no (phew, phew, phew)
do, no, no, no, no (swear to god)

- el snappo dj fetti fee lyrics

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