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hebo & mortox - fine shyt lyrics

(yuh), you know what i’m sayin’
i try to keep it boolin, try to keep it coolin’ with you n+ggas, yuh
all these p+ssy ass n+ggas tryna’ do work (work, yeah)
all these p+ssy ass n+ggas tryna’ do work (yeah, uh)

this that newest sh+t, my b+tches splurge (bop bop bop)
this that newest sh+t, my b+tches splurge (yeah, splurge)
i feel like baby g, take off my shirt, yeah (yuh yuh)
them n+ggas wanna play with me, take his ass to the curb (yeah, yuh yuh)

my b+tch wanna suck my d+ck, it’s too absurd (it’s absurd, yeah)
if she ask me if i love her, it’s absurd (absurd, yeah)
it’s the latest sh+t, i pull up with the baddest b+tch
it’s the latest sh+t, i pull up with the baddest b+tch (yuh, yeah)

i’ll slime you out, if you talk ’bout fine sh+t (yuh, yeah)
i’ll slime you out, if you talk ’bout fine sh+t (yeah, yeah)
she a y2k wannabe b+tch, she wanna rave rave rave (yeah yeah)
i ain’t f+cking with all that sh+t, think it’s time for me to dip (yuh, yeah)
i ain’t f+cking with all that sh+t, think it’s time for me to leave (yuh, yeah)

me and my cousin hit the leaf (yuh, yeah)
me and my cousin hit that b+tch (yuh, yeah)
i f+ck that b+tch from the back, then i pass around like a team (yeah)
pass that b+tch around like soccer tees, in miami signing all these titties
i been trappin’ out, no time for me (yuh)
i been trappin’ out, no time for me, i been wildin’ out, you know what i mean? (yeah)
i been wildin’ out, you know what i mean?

them n+ggas wanna make fun of me, i beat they’ ass, count of three
you ain’t on sh+t, you wannabe (yeah), don’t call your pops, come with me
tryna’ give a f+ck, but i don’t, tryna’ give a f+ck, but i’m free
tryna’ give a f+ck, but i don’t, tryna’ give a f+ck, but i’m free

(yuh) pull up with the latest sh+t, i pull up with the latest sh+t
i pull up with the latest sh+t, i pull up with the latest sh+t (yeah, yeah)
might just take all your b+tches, taking all your b+tches (ya dig, ya dig?)
cause you really, ain’t on sh+t, you really ain’t on sh+t (ya dig, ya dig?)
might just take all your b+tches, taking all your b+tches (ya dig, ya dig?)
cause you really, ain’t on sh+t, you really ain’t on sh+t (ya dig?)

- hebo mortox lyrics

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