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esparo - politics lyrics

[chorus: esparo]
yeah, yeah, oh
y’all get money, y’all get b+tches, huh?
y’all them n+ggas who get rowdy
run the city with them bl!cks, huh?
oh, y’all get packs, y’all get pieces, huh?
caught a fed case, it ain’t no bet
i know they n+ggas snitchin’, huh?
bad b+tch, you independent, huh?
but you want me to buy you a new booty
new titties and a fendi, huh?
oh, i’m just checkin’, i ain’t trippin’, huh?
he wants some smoke but we ain’t trippin’, huh?

[verse 1: esparo]
i been catchin’ a whole lotta n+ggas frontin’ in my hood
had to get it on my own, ain’t no frontin’ in my hood
b+tch, you p+ssy, i’m gon’ stand by that
come get up in my ‘wood, my boys in the hood
we stay iced out, our cubans good
they be like, “esparo, i see you on now”
n+ggas sleep when i was broke but n+ggas got my songs now
so, you durkio up in them trenches, you got a p+wn now
n+gga, i’m gang, gang, gang
and i’m gripped up, get you gone now, come f+ck around
look, i never was the type, but let’s just finish this sh+t
fu gon’ get the ‘k, he gon’ start kickin’ and sh+t
i’m just in the meetin’, talkin’ business and sh+t
and you just in your pockets and your feelings, lil’ b+tch
[chorus: esparo & king von]
yeah, yeah, oh
y’all get money, y’all get b+tches, huh?
y’all them n+ggas who get rowdy
run the city with them bl!cks, huh?
oh, y’all get packs, y’all get pieces, huh?
caught a fed case, it ain’t no bet
i know they n+ggas snitchin’, huh?
bad b+tch, you independent, huh?
but you want me to buy you a new booty
new titties and a fendi, huh?
oh, i’m just checkin’, i ain’t trippin’, huh?
he wants some smoke but we ain’t trippin’, huh? (von)

[verse 2: king von]
king von, i’m the hottest in the city
i just went and bought a chain, might just go and buy a bentley
i got glocks, i got choppas, i got semis
i done smoked so many n+ggas that them n+ggas still with me
i got hoes in every city, shows the only time i visit
hoes never come up missin’, i’m to scared to leave a witness
i got youngin in the kitchen, shorty f+ckin’ up the dishes
shoes, shirt, hat, givenchy, jacket, socks, pants, amiri, n+gga
huh? jacket, socks, pants, amiri, n+gga
i hit yo’ block like two, three times and leave you teary, n+gga
i put them bands up on yo’ head like jason terry, n+gga
this sh+t gets scary, n+gga
[verse 3: esparo]
i just cashed out on a new whip and my opps finna back out
on this f+ck n+gga in his spot, where the cash at?
know my young n+ggas got the drop
do the dash, dash, do a f+ckin’ 90$ block
so if it ain’t about that sh+t, my n+gga, just don’t go talk about it
when a n+gga get to talkin’, we just heard it got a drop
b+tch, i know, i came from nothin’, f+ck you talkin’ now i got it
ain’t it ironic that he talkin’, that he slippin and we slidin’

- esparo lyrics

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