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iamsu! - hollyweezy lyrics

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[intro]
uh
yeah (x2)
eh
yeah(x2)
uh
(i-i-i-i-am-su)

[verse 1]
this here ain’t free, this ain’t oxygen
i’m taking all the love i can give
i’m on some ‘i’m right back papa sh-t’
why you just floppin’ sh-t?
we do the opposite
my flow is stupid
my swagga r-t-rded
but b-tch i’m not far from incompetent
don’t condone violence
but if they want problems
we want the phone like we parliment
someone tell weezy to gimme a call
i’m feelin’ like him in 2008
a whole bunch of haters, i whole bunch of favors
i feelin’ like gr-n-s a mile away
i’m lookin’ adversity in her face
imma drink coffee, all i need is mug
like 4 b-tch i like you better when you dress down
she be acting too sat-ti when she clean up
i’m fresh off a tour
my granny just died
i feel like i have got no patience left
to walk in my shoes, is to follow a giant
but this n-gga still takin’ baby steps
they must not know who they rappin’ with
i’m way too focused an accurate
i’m on my grind, i’m so indie
that sh-t be from indianapolis
if theres a will we can make a way
that s what the [?] can’t take away
take her pants off. like she wearing break aways
and we finish off , mary jane, paper planes
heavy kicking like i’m weraing ackle weights
dodgoing my exes for o’s like i’m writing’ plays
i swear i feel like jhonny cage
inside my whole mouth like jhanny dang
money is nothin’. i make a g, eazy
do that from the bay to the universe
in lovewith the money
i’m all in m y feelings and b-tch i would not get my feelings hurt
i can;t do nothing probono
n-gga don’t like me, it’s f-ck em
no h0m-
sh-t done got crazy i hit the road solo
i can;t f-ck with you, bor, batty boys no more
we come from cali, my girls come from soho
lie to me baby, my d-ck like pinociho
89 baby like 5’5’s and 44
smoking that loud got me so anti-social
study my vocals
copy my style
how can this rap n-ggas not be my child?
i guess we in bae what they got to do now
ohh, my grandma is proud of her child
i be feeling like the man when i roll
west coast wanna ht, we can roll too
n-gga hit my twitter like he missin the old su
swallow my pride it was nasty like cold food
yeah
lets get it

(i-i-i-i-am-su) [x4]



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