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fyo tre - wannabe lyrics

bullet sting ya -ss jus lika bumble bee
come in first everybody else under me
i do what i want , you jussa wannabe
said dey got pressure dey cappin in front of me
ugh
none of deez n-ggas is son’n me
pull-up flexin all deez bad b-tches wantin me
member me broke but n0body fronted me
i do what i want you jussa wannabe
(x2)

verse
diamond drippin dey be hittin like ouuu
still got da check on my shoe
still got no time for ya boo
pull-up on me better come by 2’s
he a actor for da camera
luh b-tch throwin tantrums
freak b-tch she’s manson
p-ssy wet she’a cancer
shoot at his legs he’s dancer
yahhh
stop da cappin
luh bitty b-tch you ain’t been a boss
alla dis drip dat i’m havin
smoke in my lungs like it big exhaust
i got some fur on my jacket
play wit dem birds like i’m on da hawks
big tre you really be spazzin
i cannot ford me another loss

luhh n-gga drip on ya own
copy my style you’a clone
i gotta pick me a bone
v on my shirt it vlone
she go et wit da dome (ahh)
she got no hair but she grown (ahh)
gold in my mouth like jerome
taxin dem n-ggas for stones

dey got many n-ggas it jus be one of me
big ol 30 clip das how i’m comin b
oooo
i got da junkies all dancin
thanking god for my million advances
i got dem jays like it kansas
black and white p-ssy i callem panda
i gotta hoe in atlanta
sender in you get robbed by a dancer

chorus:
bullet sting ya -ss jus lika bumble bee
come in first everybody else under me
i do what i want , you jussa wannabe
said dey got pressure cappin in front of me
ugh
none of deez n-ggas is son’n me
pull-up flexin all deez bad b-tches wantin me
member me broke but n0body fronted me
i do what i want you jussa wannabe
(x2)

verse:
n-ggas hate me but dey want me to work
swear to god i’m finish sippin dis syrup
dog n-gga and i ball like kurt
frost bite on my neck, it hurt
skinny n-gga but i hold some weight
bend it over wanna see how it taste
copped a dub but’chu wanted a 8th
open it up baby crack dat safe

none of deez n-ggas know me
dey gotta show me
i can shoot left like gin0bli
gotta big d-ck like it mobey
carry big macs like i’m toby
ball on dem n-ggas like kobe
don’t try to bro me
i am da wan like i’m obi
(yeah)
none my patna’s is foldin, still spendin old bread like it molded

you’a wanna be ya n-ggas gone know it
potato on da barrel , now dat bit loaded
why you mad if a n-gga was chosen
ion brag but a n-gga be boastin
she turkey all deez n-ggas be roastin
you’a hoe all dem comments you postin
302 where a n-gga be posted
n-gga ashy it’s too late for da lotion

- fyo tre lyrics

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