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ka$hdami - suit & tie! lyrics

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[intro]
(dylvinci got the code)
fah, fah, gang, fah, fah

[chorus]
why these n+ggas be talkin’ a lot?
hold on, hm, draw down, hit yo’ top
got a four in my cup, lil’ n+gga, just copped (plug)
i got too d+mn high then forgot what i bought
cho+choppa cook him, tater tot
n+gga ain’t fit in, took him right out the plot
new day, new check, it’s 12 on the clock
i hit a j, i’m gettin’ too fried
i’m steady makin’ hits, i don’t even try
business attire, got suit and a tie
i get fried, don’t get tired, i still got drive
they said i wouldn’t do it, n+gga, i did it
bro+bronem tossed me a lil’ bag and i flip it
boy, you ridin’ in a cab, i ride black truck
you either not with the swag, or you with it

[verse]
these n+ggas don’t ever wan’ talk about no money, i’m getting a bunch
i’m f+ckin’ these bad b+tchеs by the bunch
freak ho, eat up thе d+ck for lunch
this gas that i smoke, it smell like skunk
when i leave, got the black truck posted out front
n+ggas actin’ extra extra, we’ll put you on the news
i get hoes by the bunch, don’t gotta choose (plug)
thought he knew my game, he ain’t have a clue
re+red flag on me, but, no, i’m not ru’
he+head tap, homie, get hit with that tool
ba+bad b+tch wet, dasani, pool
i remember them days gettin’ kicked out the school
now i’m too up, i could buy the whole school
freak ho shakin’ ass, mule
flew her out, she off the tabs too, (yuh, yuh)
[chorus]
why these n+ggas be talkin’ a lot?
hold on, hm, draw down, hit yo’ top
got a four in my cup, lil’ n+gga, just copped
i got too d+mn high then forgot what i bought
cho+choppa cook him, tater tot
n+gga ain’t fit in, took him right out the plot
new day, new check, it’s 12 on the clock
i hit a j, i’m gettin’ too fried
i’m steady makin’ hits, i don’t even try
business attire, got suit and a tie
i get fried, don’t get tired, i still got drive
they said i wouldn’t do it, n+gga, i did it
bro+bronem tossed me a lil’ bag and i flip it
boy, you ridin’ in a cab, i ride black truck
you either not with the swag, or you with it

[outro]
(on god, on god, on god)
(fah, fah)
(gang, gang, gang)
(grrah, fah, fah) (plug)



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