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freddy will - accent lyrics

[verse 1: freddy will]
ridin’ in my coup checkin’ out another city
pitchin’ on a stoop drawin’ out on my graffiti
how i handle mine, hope i don’t get caught in a county
where the judge won’t budge for a n-gga with no bounty
sparked in the dark, any moment i get caught
hope the snitch won’t tell how i f-cked with my luck
got this pretty mama dancin’ in her cute lil dress
she’s got her hair did, her nails done smellin’ so fresh
put some cheese on it hopin’ that’s gone pay for a smile
got her sprung and the ecstasy dipped us in the nile
the only question for this african child
is how to flip to the next level
without the devil

[pre-chorus: freddy will]
it’s just the way you walk homie
they could see you’re not one from the way how you talk
it’s written all over your face you’re over the line
now you gone get left behind

[chorus: freddy will]
it’s your accent homie this your accent
it’s your accent homie it’s your accent

[verse 2: freddy will]
i was thirstier than thirsty so i flipped it at the show
hungrier than hungry, pay me cause i’m poor
told em f-ck the lil pension i’m stackin’ up my doe
so i could cop a lil mansion for me and my hoe
you know, i don’t do good with these witnesses
i’m screwed faced strong-armed mind your business and sh-t
by now you should have known this
there’s no chinchilla on my thriller, grabbin’ my kahunas
this year, me and shorty’s puttin’ bosses with anubis
i’m from the streets where gettin’ money is the recipe
paper smellin’ so dirty it’s penelope
get my chronic lit; blow the smoke at me
i’m floatin’ with the sphinx while you’re kissin’, on the canopy

[chorus: freddy will]
it’s your accent homie this your accent
it’s your accent homie it’s your accent

[verse 3: freddy will]
figured somebody’s hatin’ wonder why you wouldn’t make it
shorty said you’re broke, she hates the way you take it
blamed it on the moon, you blamed it on the sun
and ya goons couldn’t figure why the f-ck you run
gotta keep my focus
not get distracted laboramus exspectantes
is all i remembered
threw the cases in the trunk and i was gone till december
yo it’s more to this game than just rappin’ you hear
way more, to the streets, then than gun clappin’ you hear
we put our backs in this kulture and sh-t
tryna stay up out that jail while you’re yappin’ and sh-t
prince michael man its blood on king solomon’s floor
2020 banging raw with these cologne wh0r-s

[chorus: freddy will]
it’s your accent homie this your accent
it’s your accent homie it’s your accent

- freddy will lyrics

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