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kreek - sedated lyrics

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(chorus)

come over a n+gga tryna thrax that
if my n+ggas want that she get passed back
i can’t f+ck with n+ggas they get left back
ima slide onnat b+tch like a leftback
if this b+tch wan f+ck she get rotated
glocks with switches, this b+tch never outdating
i get neaky with b+tches, it’s x+rated
got him laced yeah that n+gga is sedated

(verse)

i’m sedated, yeah im faded
n+ggas tryna be different i ain’t changing
b+tches wanna see kreek it’s amazing
b+tches wanna see me its amazing
beat that p+ssy up, lookin like raisins
if that boy keep talking we erase him
if that boy keep talking wе gon lace him
i love money b+tch i chasе it
boy keep talkin we gave him a facelift

put salt on it too, i got fifties and hunnids too
i’m off my phone i don’t kick in a booth
i’m on my earphones, i’m making it smooth
b+tch on my body she givin me loof
f+ck up her p+ssy now she sayin oof
(uh, huh) (now she sayin oof)
(uh,huh) (now she sayin oof)
(uh,huh) (now she sayin oof)
(uh,huh) (this b+tch keep sayin oof)

(chorus)

come over a n+gga tryna thrax that
if my n+ggas want that she get passed back
i can’t f+ck with n+ggas they get left back
ima slide onnat b+tch like a leftback
if this b+tch wan f+ck she get rotated
glocks with switches, this b+tch never outdating
i get neaky with b+tches, it’s x+rated
got him laced yeah that n+gga is sedated

i’m sedated, yeah i’m faded

(verse)

ya b+tch, come get her
wrist, cold den a b+tch
rock out wit my stick yuh
b+tch im stampin sh+t

we’ll pull up on dat boi n split em like a thousand dollars
dat b+tch wan be my partner
im pouring to much im outta my drugs
i think i needa call my doctor
ion see why these n+ggas talking
got a glock in my hand ima pop it
if they give me a show ima rock it
take off on these bois like a rocket
ball on a n+gga like scotty(pipin)
follow a n+gga i got it
yeah
rko dat b+tch like randy
she a hoe give ha a plan b
come over that n+gga wan test that
yeah i walk wit a glock in my back pack
we’ll have dat boi duckin like aflack
all da drugs dat i take gotta heart attack
yeah my n+ggas gone aim where ur heart is at
lazer on em put em on da ground
hating n+ggas they can’t come around
i ride wit a hunnid thou
rock star yeah we going wild
foreign car wit a foreign crowd
b+tch bad she gon throw that sh+t back
rich swag ik u fw this babe



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