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j1hunnit - quiet storm lyrics

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[intro]
1hunnit
(keep that sh+t lowkey, tae)

[verse]
if i tell you how i feel, would you love me the same?
i sat back and let them show they hand, it’s just part of the game
i hear n+ggas talkin’ dope but ain’t sold cocaine
i can tell you all about the gas ’cause i sold propane
i don’t like to play with eighty+seven, it’s real octane
but i can put them loads on the road in a whole ‘nother lane
i treat them babies like they daddies’ little girls, china anne mcclaine
i ain’t spiderman, but i’ma always keep some mary jane
and bro thinkin’ hе hot, go find his b+tch and get it out his main
’cause n+ggas tend to turn to supеrman up out they lowest lane
glock made this sh+t around my neck, but shoutout johnny dang
two+tone very special 3d set to spell my rapper name
brodie said he finna drop a watch, i said, “do your thing”
rolex presidential white gold, it’s a john mccain
i’m startin’ to think these n+ggas don’t like to use they brains
a lot of n+ggas out here movin’ senseless like marlon wayans
when i dropped judie, n+ggas called me big tough, you can’t find a stain
i just placed an order overseas, i get dope from ukraine
i know how to go get more money, n+gga, damon wayans
i don’t need sh+t but two hands, call me doctor strange
it’s all about the force of execution, n+gga, irving rhames
me and mike was tight since we was tights, we’ve been through everything
i done lost some n+ggas more than twice, we don’t think the same
n+ggas put they life into them likes, they typing everything
the feds ain’t have sh+t until you n+ggas gave ’em everything
n+ggas know the package stay with me like danity kane
i’m ridin’ ’round with a dumb blonde like aubrey o’day
she ain’t wanna give the cat to you, but she gave it to jay
i know what pain feel like, but i chose to adapt
i’m the type to take it to the chin like the bronze kneecap
i had to work towards my goal, it ain’t fall in my lap
i can put more bounce in your ounce like roger and zapp
when i heat it, they say good googly moogly, project pat
you be sellin’ p++p, it’s fertilizer inside them bags
i know how to milk the whole cow when i serve this grass
i was in the trenches earnin’ stripes, i ain’t get no pass
i get the sweetest taboo when she throwin’ that ass
i know how to hit the coochie good ’til we both climax
call me usher, i don’t mind if you got it that bad
’cause i’m the type to put you on a flight when the weather get bad
i want the life, i know my folks never seen or had
it’s paper everywhere, how is you broke and this sh+t up for grabs?
[outro]
(keep that sh+t lowkey, tae)



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