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energyneverdiess - no gossip (no no no) lyrics

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[intro]
ugh aye ric and thad yall crazy
we got another one man

[verse 1]
ahh yea pick me so fresh park the rarri like errr
by the time dat bitty boy try ta do a jack really gonna end up murdered
keep da tilly like clack me are not a max payne so don’t press my b+ttons
like a joy stick or a push start n+gga don’t press my b+ttons
on go on 10 countin’ blue like uww then i’m gone in da wind
count gwap high speed jaw lock dis not a prop b+tch give me my endz
spit hot off the top freestyle b+tch i don’t really f+ck wit no pen
she just wana lay in my bed go live and tell all her friends
i know you a groupie prolly want f+ck my friends
well oh wеll shorty you get it how you live
say she only loyal to mе she standin’ on bizz
but ion trust a f+ckin soul gotta see if you real

[chorus]
yea had ta hit that l!ck and serve dope i ain’t wana be broke (nah)
i remember breakin’ in vacant partments speepin’ on the floor (yea)
use to trap off the old mat by the biscayne at the citgo store (chuuu)
i ain’t sayin dis sh+t to brag just had to get a lil sh+t off my soul (yea)
no no no no no no no no no
nooooo
no no no no no no no no no
nooooo
no no no no no no no no no
nooooo
no no no no no no no no no
nooooo
[verse 2]
new ferrari with the top peeled off that bih go vroom (skurrr)
lil mama done got me hard she want taste that boom (ugh oh)
she in da bed wana suck me off said i taste like soup (slrrhh)
what you wana do shorty what you wana do
dis my party yea dis my party yea
she wana eat my noodles while i’m stylin’ in these cartiers (woooo)
she just want to spend me change like a laundromat
(spend it spend it)
but i was focused on me, ice like i’m johnny yeah (bling)
take a vaca let’s feel the breeze
i want da money but not mcds (chea)
they want the style but they can’t get it for free (yaa)
they try to copy me they on me like a leech
(wooo)
when life throw blows i’m still standin’ on my feet
but this sh+t bes da real game you got to peep (yea)
when i get stressed mari set my mind free
(yea)
smoke so many trees i look j+panese
(ttwaaahhh)

[chorus]
yea had ta hit that l!ck and serve dope i ain’t wana be broke (nah)
i remember breakin’ in vacant partments speepin’ on the floor (yea)
use to trap off the old mat by the biscayne at the citgo store (chuuu)
i ain’t sayin dis sh+t to brag just had to get a lil sh+t off my soul (yea)
no no no no no no no no no
nooooo
no no no no no no no no no
nooooo
no no no no no no no no no
nooooo
no no no no no no no no no
nooooo



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