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gunna - left her in last year lyrics

[intro]
ahh
(who the f+ck said they don’t know dj cash?)
yeah

[chorus]
left my old b+tch in the last year (gone)
i see her, i know how to act stiff (i see her)
still touchin’ the cash like the cashier (cash)
they been leakin’ my hits all, i’m datpiff (dat)
i’ve been f+ckin’ these girls (girl), n+ggas ain’t went ‘cross the world so i said, “max fifth” (yeah)
caught the nut like a squirrel, i’m at they neck like these pearls steppin’ like stan smith
[verse 1]
care if i take? i’ve been sippin’ this wockhardt (yeah)
every year, we give back at the walmart (walmart)
this biscotti, you might call it zaza (zaza)
shady baby, we done made it far far (far far)
and she say i’m crazy (crazy)
i think i got a new lady callin’ me papa (papa)
but this ain’t ms. daisy
b+tch wanna f+ck ’til i’m lazy, keepin’ it wavy (keepin’ it wavy)
i double up on a maybach mercedes
unfoonk, two+tone crazy (two+tone crazy)
gunwunna slimy and shady (that’s crazy)
marble all white, whiter than katie
thinkin’ ’bout wifin’ her, maybe (maybe)
i need a theory to come have this baby (come here)
legend, you have a mcgrady (grady)
the sky blue, in the night, it turn eighty

[chorus]
left my old b+tch in the last year (yeah)
i see her, i know how to act stiff (i see her)
still touchin’ the cash like the cashier (cash)
they been leakin’ my hits all, i’m datpiff (dat)
i’ve been f+ckin’ these girls (woah), n+ggas ain’t went ‘cross the world so i said, “max fifth”
caught the nut like a squirrel, i’m at they neck like these pearls steppin’ like stan smith (step)
[verse 2]
big stepper, i step on your stepkids (step)
not sleepy, the young and the restless (nah)
i’m fancy, my tv inside the fridge
thugger pantry got music, you gotta hear it (dance)
she want me to be here, but she gotta dip
the new truck on the way, it’s inside a rig (truck)
know we sl!ck, we gave them the slimy bits
know they dig, the ‘scotti is far from it (dig)
strokin’ the sl+t, slap on her b+tt, pull her hair, tell her gurgle another way
pimp in a rush, playa say “church”
church on a mood when i’m comin’ in (church)
thought it was short, had to count again (count it)
beef ’bout a ho, you is not a man (not a man)
i let her go, left with open hands (hands)
my cousin, no way he gettin’ out the can

- gunna lyrics

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