#juug #boi #rich - windows lyrics
[hook]
n-gg- i’m a mac & you a windows
& i see you peeping through that window
please don’t make me shoot you through that window
i’ll beat your -ss about my kin folks
i’m balling, ref need to blow the whistle
you ain’t savage n-gg- why you got that pistol
young n-gg- yeah i’m shooting missiles
making love to the money with no mistletoe
[verse]
a lot of n-gg-s flexing i don’t get it though (2x)
while you talking about some money, i’m a get it though
& i’m probably going on your favorite hoe
me & ghana switching lanes back to back
i just hit guddie for some new tracks
young n-gg- going in on wax
live this sh-t, live this sh-t that i rap
big -ss cup & its filled up
young n-gg- balling, i ain’t did enough
[hook]
n-gg- i’m a mac & you a windows
& i see you peeping through that window
please don’t make me shoot you through that window
i’ll beat your -ss about my kin folks
i’m balling, ref need to blow the whistle
you ain’t savage n-gg- why you got that pistol
young n-gg- yeah i’m shooting missiles
making love to the money with no mistletoe
[verse 2]
you ain’t getting money, what you in it for?
all my n-gg-s savages, they criminals
rocks on my arm, that’s a mineral
shake a n-gg- down that’s a physical
n-gg- in magic, that sh-t mystical
n-gg- ain’t no rapper, but i’m wrapping sh-t
i just pull up, with my savages
i just pull up, i might jack your b-tch
take that sh-t down, then i bring the b-tch around
bring that sh-t down, i might bring that sh-t around
n-gg- man i’m sipping paul m-sson i need a crown
n-gg- man i pull up with like thirty, that’s a ounce
d-mn, in my window
n-gg- look like smokey in that window
strong off in his nose look like debow
man i might just hit you, for like three o’s
i might pull up with that b-tch on debow
pull up on that gateway sh-t that tempo
i might shoot em’ head first that’s the temple
i might pull up, n-gg- this the intro
[hook]
n-gg- i’m a mac & you a windows
& i see you peeping through that window
please don’t make me shoot you through that window
i’ll beat your -ss about my kin folks
i’m balling, ref need to blow the whistle
you ain’t savage n-gg- why you got that pistol
young n-gg- yeah i’m shooting missiles
making love to the money with no mistletoe
Random Lyrics
- josman - fucked up lyrics
- bob the drag queen - purse first lyrics
- james blake - i need a forest fire (feat. bon iver) lyrics
- lilù - jeansy feat. smarki lyrics
- gianni celeste - chi di noi due lyrics
- bad45 - remember me lyrics
- fuego - alto lyrics
- mikec0ww - the phone call (skit) lyrics
- sauti sol - nishike lyrics
- the skasouls - message to you rudy lyrics