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fashionist - fried lyrics

[intro]
aye, what, what, what

[chorus]
put that on my life, on my gang, that’s on my chest
watch his ass get fried, choppa’ hit his f+ckin back
he talking ’bout money, p+ssy boy can’t cop a check (yeah)
yeah, cop a check, cop a check

[verse]
lotta’ n+ggas on my d+ck, they run ’round, get hit in they back
boy talk sh+t, then he get baked, his b+tch sittin’ on my lap
he gon’ say that sh+t right now, but the next time he gettin’ clapped
b+tch, i’m 15 makin bands, you just sitting on yo’ ass
throw that sh+t right in the air, them n+ggas mad they ain’t get back
ain’t get back, ain’t get back
why you comin’ down for me, like p+ssy boy, go get ya’ racks
my li’ sh+t swing in the air, like what i gotta’ worry for?
this li’ n+gga on me geeking, turn his ass into a dork
4d4, .44, forty four, like jerry west i ball on court
.44 on me, i travеl to j+pan, just get some more, gеt some more
cullinan, you hop in, this sh+t lock you in the doors
i ain’t into lock in’s, but i guess i need some wh0res
who you watchin’, who you watchin’
i said f+ck that sh+t, n+gga, i ain’t squashin’

- fashionist lyrics

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