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leave - dj phat & pradabagshawty lyrics lyrics

[intro: imsomarcus]
+b+tch bad, better keep her close, cause she gon’ cheat
we take one car
i go load that box and lace my cleats
i don’t do no ig beef
i pop out with 223s
i don’t do that petty sh+t, wanna go? then, you can leave

[tag: dj phat & whyceg]
d+mn, dj phat, they don’t know about this one
run that sh+t back
shout out+ shout out to that boy ceg, he prod’ this, ‘namsayin?

[chorus: imsomarcus]
i got batsh+t in the fye, they comin’ thru, and keep comin’
i got pape’ inside my pocket, pull it out and keep thumbin’
she a redbone, i know shawty bad, but she goin’
i put a b+tton on the back of that stick
when i tap that b+tch, it keep goin’
if yo’ b+tch bad, better keep her close, cause she gon’ cheat
we take one car
i go load that box and lacе my cleats
i don’t do no ig beef
i pop out with 223s
i don’t do that petty sh+t, wanna go? then, you can lеave
[verse 1: trip]
yeah
you can bounce out, you can go
think i’m beggin’, ho? hit the door
i don’t need you here no more
we put switches on them handguns
jump out, then we gon’ blow
they go, “bop”
this bih’ here blowin’
f+ck that lil’ ho, i know she goin’
it’s a trackhawk, better not trail behind
you trailed [?] what we score
[?]
but, this spot got vibes in
fineshyt, they all 10s
told that ho, don’t speak on [?]
when she with gang, we all in

[chorus: imsomarcus]
i got batsh+t in the fye, they comin’ thru, and keep comin’
i got pape’ inside my pocket, pull it out and keep thumbin’
she a redbone, i know shawty bad, but she goin’
i put a b+tton on the back of that stick
when i tap that b+tch, it keep goin’
if yo’ b+tch bad, better keep her close, cause she gon’ cheat
we take one car
i go load that box and lace my cleats
i don’t do no ig beef
i pop out with 223s
i don’t do that petty sh+t, wanna go? then, you can leave
[verse 2: pradabagshawty]
you can leave
i got this b+tch talkin’ crazy
go n’ get the f+ck out the spot
you ain’t talkin’ to me
know that them redbones be goin’
i can’t even tell you why these b+tches so green
i f+ck that ho in the foreign
that lil’ ho be crazy, call her ‘the backseat freak’
know that these hoes be hoein’
can’t even trip, ’cause i got some money on me
know that i’m ‘posed to be dead
i’m ridin’ with lead, step back, and i’m uppin’ my heat
fully+stick turn up [?]
put 2 on they head, two guns, let’s do it for p
glock got a scope on the top of this bih’
i’m peepin’ the cap, h+ll ya, i can see
i’m in the game, and i’m havin’ some stain
hunnid thots in my phone tryna go up+

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