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forgiato blow & fj outlaw - s.w.c.b lyrics

dj kenny beggins
fj outlaw, ah, ah
hey forgiato where you at, brah?

[hook: forgiato blow]
you from the gutter and you getting to the bank
from the streets gotta watch out for the rats
white trash but we got our wait up (whip it up)
you hatin’ b+tches better get your cake up

[verse 2: fj outlaw]
i’m away moving b+tches, important people coming through
they pray for someone real, now that wish is quickly coming true
getting through the city, taking everybody out, boy
forgiato, outlaw, we that saltw+ter cowboys

i’m in the sticks, bro, i’m blowing on that gas, ho’
looking for a pretty face, then waist bad ho
scooping up the money like a yellow cat back hoe
thesе f+ggots get offended, i’m likе “what the f+ck you mad fo’?”

i keep them notes like on onomatopoeia
mess out from the christ, tampa and key, though
missing my little brother, i want to jump and see him though
they ask if it’s alright to get a feature, i say agreeable
zoom
we the realest in the building ain’t no capping
i say b+tch, i’m from the trailer, so you know a cracker cr+pping
i remember when back i was still 14 and they were laughing
now i’m the topic of the city, now the haters steady

[hook: forgiato blow]
you from the gutter and you getting to the bank
from the streets gotta watch out for the rats
white trash but we got our wait up (whip it up)
ou hatin’ b+tches better get your cake up

[bridge: fj outlaw]
i’m away moving b+tches, important people coming through
they pray for someone real, now that wish is quickly coming true
getting through the city, taking everybody out, boy
forgiato, outlaw, we that saltw+ter cowboys
gang

[verse 3: forgiato blow]
and i ain’t n0body f+cking with us
trapping boomers seven figures
this is the country grammar
enroute to alabama
fj whipping on the hammer
big bag forgy, that’s what they call me
trapping out the sprinter keep a hundred on me
looking out the l!ck, see a g out the six
i show my pearly whites i drive my nuts up on your b+tch

alligator alley, fresh outta cali
court side at the magic and you know i’m never lacking
balling all you b+tches
married to the money i’m gonna need a prenup

- forgiato blow fj outlaw lyrics

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