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est gee - audi beamer lyrics

[chorus]
audi, beamer, my swag gettin’ meaner
dirty money in ’em, put my balmains in the cleaners
she down for whatever if the bag is right
these n+ggas is broke, they live the average life
yellow b+tch, small tits but her ass was nice
we all shoot, don’t know the last time that we had a fight
his ho wanna f+ck because the cash was right
get her on a tab and she start spazzin’ like
would it be right if she let everybody smash tonight?
wе like “do yo’ thing baby, we not like thеm lames baby”
we like “do yo’ thing baby, we ain’t like them lames baby”
[verse 1]
droppin’ the price on my p’s
weigh it up, bag it, then leave
i like it red if it’s lean
.38 mag with the beam
split a n+gga from his seams
too hood to wear supreme
everything i wear for g’s
gucci except on jeans
i was on perc’s like a fiend
mind right, now i’m clean
whole world at my feet
we used to steal from the arabs
dirty n+gga, never take baths
kick door, where the safe at?
all black with the facemask
say some’, get his face smashed
f+ck out of here with your lame ass

[chorus]
audi, beamer, my swag gettin’ meaner
dirty money in ’em, put my balmains in the cleaners
she down for whatever if the bag is right
these n+ggas is broke, they live the average life
yellow b+tch, small tits but her ass was nice
we all shoot, don’t know the last time that we had a fight
his ho wanna f+ck because the cash was right
get her on a tab and she start spazzin’ like
would it be right if she let everybody smash tonight?
we like “do yo’ thing baby, we ain’t like them lames baby”
we like “do yo’ thing baby, we ain’t like them lames baby”
[verse 2]
white b+tch, but she super thick, and she spoiled as sh+t
for a grit, she gon’ bring her friend, they gon’ do a split
for a sack, she say it’s a blitz, do all kind of tricks
you a joke, buy her what she want, she say you a l!ck
it’s the clique, whole lotta zips, whole lotta bricks
whole lotta fits, whole lotta kicks, we the sh+t
i got pounds steady comin’ in, what you tryn’ spend?
i got gas, couple packs of mid, price drop you get 10
in a benz, me and all my friends, tell yo’ ho get in
put her in a vid, she know you her man, but we pay her rent
on some xans, my lil’ homies hungry, they gon’ k!ll for nothin’
ain’t no bluffin’, we ain’t fightin’ nothin’, pull up and we bussin’
i got growers, all my prices lower, we don’t smoke no roaches
i’m a vulture, i took out a soldier and i did it sober
you a poser, better yet, a loner, on yo’ auntie’s sofa
you the brokest, yo’ b+tch said you bogus, she want you to grow up

[outro]
audi, beamer, my swag gettin’ meaner
dirty money in ’em, put my balmains in the cleaners
yo’ b+tch wanna f+ck because the slab was right

- est gee lyrics

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