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lebra jolie - get me hype (intro) lyrics

[intro]
(have you ever been to london?)
(go grizzly)
yeah

[verse 1]
first off b+tches love to talk their sh+t, i don’t ever see you hoes at the bank
first rap b+tch try to start rap beef, f+ck twitter, on god, on my mama, i blank
have a ho runnin’ like forrest, tom hanks
on the internet, paragraph, anne frank
i see a whole lot of jokes, they must be pranks
mad at a b+tch ’cause i’m f+ckin’ him and you can’t
these hoes know how to pick they beef, been the hardest b+tch out, just to keep sh+t brief
hoes say they poppin’, i don’t see no grease, foot on everybody neck, i’ma need more feet
b+tches ain’t never had to makе it from the bottom
off the internеt is how i handle my problems
a ho ain’t a threat, they p+ssy ain’t a problem
all in my business, should’ve graduated with honors
yellin’, “f+ck ’em all”, i’ma need more condoms
beef never stopped me from gettin’ these commas
i’ma run it up while you run to your mama
give you the beats and bring dj drama
n0body like me, baby, i’m a rare breed
if you claim me probably had a four leaf
stop @+ing my page, you don’t know me
i like to get fly, f+ck my n+gga and be lowkey
[chorus]
lebra back talkin’ that sh+t that you like
quick to pop off on a b+tch, get me hype
if i f+ck with him, he with me for life
b+tch, you just mad you ain’t doin’ it right
lebra back up in that mode again
who the f+ck told you hoes we friends?
i ain’t your sis, your cousin, your twin
nothin’ alike, you just one of my fans

[verse 2]
get out your motherf+ckin’ feelings, no money there
if it a ain’t backend, i ain’t comin’ there
fell in love with the money, i love it here
i ain’t worried ’bout a b+tch in her underwear
usin’ these filters, i really don’t need it
wearin’ makeup and i really don’t need it
stomach so flat they like, “d+mn, is she breathin’?”
your n+gga don’t want you and b+tch, i’m the reason

[chorus]
lebra back talkin’ that sh+t that you like
quick to pop off on a b+tch, get me hype
if i f+ck with him, he with me for life
b+tch, you just mad you ain’t doin’ it right
lebra back up in that mode again
who the f+ck told you hoes we friends?
i ain’t your sis, your cousin, your twin
nothin’ alike, you just one of my fans

- lebra jolie lyrics

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