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icyyontop - iraq lyrics

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(chorus)

play wit my bread i’m ready to attack
karry them straps like i’m from iraq
hit up tha plug and j throw em a rack
post one track
and i made it back
tears in her eyes when i hit frm the back
nut and i dip yea i hop in a kat
not from the south but he kallin me slatt
don’t want ya snap that ass is too flat
steepin to me i swing like a bat
(verse 1+icyy)

katch me a body than hop in the ghost
no competition cause b+tch i’m the goat
kant f+ck wit that hoe cause she doin the most
been goin up so let’s have a toast
ya b+tch wanna f+ck she liking my post
choppa gon kick turn ya to toast
movin them packs coast to coast
i just went and pimped my rolls
i kan not f+ck wit you hoe
all my shooters stay on go
countin up money it neva get old
kould take any b+tch so don’t bring yo bae around
you talkin that sh+t now you duckin them k
rounds
got me a bag ain’t talkin bout spray ground

(chorus)

play wit my bread i’m ready to attack
karry them straps like i’m from iraq
hit up tha plug and j throw em a rack
post one track
and i made it back
tears in her eyes when i hit frm the back
nut and i dip yea i hop in a kat
not from the south but he kallin me slatt
don’t want ya snap that ass is too flat
steepin to me i swing like a bat
(verse 2 + lil jimmy)

icyy said pop out and hop on his track
icyy said pull up and bring out the scat
f+ck yo dead homies we smokin they pack
hop out the crib yeah we hop out the trap
he wanna race he finna get lapped
pull out the guns and we moving two+tact
pull out the guns and we movin a pack
f+ck yo dead homie yea he gon get smacked
icyy the realist he only spit facts
takin yo b+tch than we bring her right back
jimmy in this hoe he movin 10 toes

(verse 3+icyy)

ya b+tch in my bed and she take off her klothes
i’m with the gang and we klutchin them poles
been goin up now my wrist is on froze
you dissin on me but you stealin my flow

(chorus)

play wit my bread i’m ready to attack
karry them straps like i’m from iraq
hit up tha plug and j throw em a rack
post one track
and i made it back
tears in her eyes when i hit frm the back
nut and i dip yea i hop in a kat
not from the south but he kallin me slatt
don’t want ya snap that ass is too flat
steepin to me i swing like a bat



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