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eva shaw - 40 bands lyrics

[intro kris the $pirit]
wake up get the cake up no alarm in this b+tch
dreaming bout the cake lucky charms on the wrist

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eva shaw on the daw

watch a n+gga ball out put my arms in the rim
i go mia with your bae, take a trip
( hold up that’s my b+tch)

[ chorus kris the $pirit ]

shorty bad she made 40 bands strippin
put that in my hand i do what i can to flip it
from the block ain’t no way but up
we was water whippin
f+cking sucks all my haters sucks
they don’t want me winning

[verse kris the $pirit]

(brrrrrrr)
hit them in the face with semi
real gang gang
from the bottom authentic
crooked hit the stain and he down to serve a sentence
you can keep the fame
i need the johnny dang blinging
going head to head got 2 guns on me amidex 2 tonе diamond on my neck
uncut kevin garnet
hair pin triggеr bayonette
we got money merrill lynch
i came from nothing near to this
i came prepared fearless
hold up that’s my b+tch
[chorus kris the $pirit]

shorty bad she made 40 bands strippin
put that in my hand i do what i can to flip it
from the block ain’t no way but up
we was water whippin
f+cking sucks , all my haters sus
they don’t want us winning

[verse boslen]

they don’t want us winning
broad day
rock in the benz
she just brought her friend
check the block, cut the endz
bounce it let it bend
put my paper black on white on white
my neighbors think i share this place
my coco poppin extra bright
my n+gga i won’t ever die

it dust to dawn n+gga
i’m looking gorgeous my n+gga let it row
we’re from sh+t my n+gga let it go
we’re from sh+t my n+gga let it row
we’re from the floor sh+t my n+gga let it go
[chorus kris the $pirit]

[ verse kris the $pirit]
the flamer paint
(the flamer paint)
you lamo’s stained
it ain’t no thing when
tryna make bank
they hate on me my come up
you speaking on me won’t run up
you n+ggas ain’t sh+t
you really ain’t it
i really been the one, out the gutter
gutter servin pies
government on my line female cop she a spy f+cked the team and dropped dimes
you gotta pick up
on the vibes
n+ggas capping n+ggas lying
ask about me know i’m live
get the bread and divide
if we don’t get it then we trying
block a n+gga then you die
hit a n+gga with the iron
[ chorus kris the $pirit]

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