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hoodie ro$e - mozart lyrics

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heard they want me dead
i was down bad, until i got some bread
gotta freak lil nasty b+tch, she sloppy with the head
tell my shooter come and get you, n+gga simon says
who said they want smoke
shid, let’s get it then
gotta brand new 30 round inside my f&n
baby said she wanna cuban, so i’m dropping 10
i got gucci on my body when i’m sleeping in
all these n+ggas hate me
like the president
i’m that n+gga though
so ion give a sh+t
i got guap inside my pocket, i be balling b+tch
gotta ar in the backseat, ian throwing fist
all these n+ggas say they real, they just liеd then
i just pulled up lamborghini, ion like thе benz
gotta bad ass b+tch, 20 outta 10
and she really thought i loved her til i f+cked her friend
it is what it is
you ain’t talking bout no money, n+gga shut up then
come and try it if you wanna, k!ll you and yo friends
ima stand out n+gga, ian blending in
ima walk in lenox mall, throw sh+t on the counter
i just blew 16, i feel like a falcon
i got tommy on my body, i feel very stylish
smoking on these dead opps, i feel like a pilot
huh
he said he gone what
let that ak+47 hit em, justin tuck
marcus mariota n+gga, b+tch you better duck
get the drop right on yo block and we gone light it up
and she said she gotta n+gga, why you telling me
i put gucci on yo titties, chanel on yo feet
caught him in the whip, left his brains on the seat
f+ck the other side, make the opps rest in peace



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