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ft rockie fresh hit boy - somewhere in america (remix) (ft. rockie fresh) - hit-boy lyrics

we really just doing this sh-t
to p-ss you n-gg-rs off

look, it’s that towel under the door wrap
finding notices on the floor mats
hundred dollar smoking fines
can’t let’em blow my hine
cause i really can’t afford that
versatility’s what we get for n-gg-r
check my wiki n-gg-r i’m jiggy n-gg-r
and i’ve been eating good for a minute
they just started to get it
feel like p-ssy sister
we never know what tomorrow holds
so i’m just in toronto, what toronto holds
rhyme with the city’s old palmer
my thoughts is i need haggles

and really i got a new agenda
i heat it up, you n-gg-rs just some local december
i’m leaving dust like arabian dust
the mad numbers you n-gg-rs missing like bad drums
i’m in america, where american b-tches don’t eat
italian lettuce and make you watch where you sitting
reminisce of all the sh-t that you grew up in
you calling on me when you needed a sh-t
i’m busting that you’re busting me f-ck

i into the air n-gg-r
my team for the red n-gg-r
ridley to the benz n-gg-r
you n-gg-rs is f-cked again
pause

there’s no offence to the os, but i got more haters
than i got hoes
i just lied on that line before
you know these ladies treat me like a fine cigar

and i’m just smashing on the critics with
see the thing is n-gg-rs talk before they listen
that’s the picture
f-ck it, let’s get off my genitals
i’m over the top and i’m ready to shoot

i just wish that i could’ve picked out entourage
i’m blowing out those so every thing i do is bombing
every time i lose i turn a fool into a peep in time
n-gg-r for these boys
probably cause his p-ssy is weak
you see it every time you meet
it’s nice camera action
every time i rock this speech
see how did i get so high
that my hand ion mars
and this b-tch say her man not fair
when my sh-t get weak
i got candy bars
but her fingers still stay on my d-ck
be patient
i’ve been looking for a lover to kiss
when i finish i get back to my grind
i gotta do it for
my ice is always racing and
i’m about to take another level
is intact
go to fiji, learn the homies
skill the map
i’m stumbling on honeys
while i’m sipping liquor
i get paid to ride kicks
i am not a kicker
i got these names ride a lot of pictures
but if you real i got a blunt for you
and imma p-ss it if you want to
cause somewhere in america
still smoking

- ft rockie fresh hit boy lyrics

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