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lee hendrix$on – stay down remix lyrics

[chorus: d savage]
tell me, what is you on?
need an ap that’s two+tone
bad b+tch, she a redbone
i’ma f+ck her all night long
and i’m smoking like cheech & chong
backwoods, i don’t do the bongs
in the streets gotta keep a chrome
everybody leave me alone
gotta stay down for the come up
i be gettin’ money ’til the sun up
hatin’ ass n+ggas need to shut up
tell em’ i’m next up (yeah)
tell em’ i’m flexed up
ridin’ round in the tesla
and your b+tch watch me like tv
hatin’ ass n+ggas wanna be me (yeah)

[verse 1: d savage]
i be countin’ h+lla bands, h+lla bands, h+lla bands
so much money in my pockеts fallin’ out my pants
i just got some new designеr drip that came from france
on the stage i hit my dance, hit that money dance
n+ggas flaw, you n+ggas fu, i can’t f+ck with you
i got ks on top of ks, what you wanna do?
we could link up at my place, have a rendezvous
tell these n+ggas watch they mouth, i got guns that shoot
[chorus: d savage]
tell me, what is you on?
need an ap that’s two+tone
bad b+tch, she a redbone
i’ma f+ck her all night long
and i’m smoking like cheech & chong
backwoods, i don’t do the bongs
in the streets gotta keep a chrome
everybody leave me alone
gotta stay down for the come up
i be gettin’ money ’til the sun up
hatin’ ass n+ggas need to shut up
tell em’ i’m next up (yeah)
tell em’ i’m flexed up
ridin’ round in the tesla
and your b+tch watch me like tv
hatin’ ass n+ggas wanna be me (yeah)

[verse 2: lee hendrix$on]
when a grown man wanna be another man that gotta be sad
when those type of n+ggas get up they go and try to treat you like colostomy bags
how they gonna have your back when that’s something that they never had?
backbone, that be lacking in n+ggas
pull their loyalty, scared to pull triggers
shawty ass just keep getting thicker
it increase everytime that i hit her
from the back with my sh+t on the dresser
if she try to play me watch how quick i finesse her
she steal from me i’ll keep track but i’ll let her
then like spiderman i’m getting her webbed up
watch out these b+tches try to get you set up
try to hit the gas on me i kept up
karma one day gonna catch up
to all these demons tryna get ya
just keep ya bread and ya head up
don’t believe that you not next up
don’t ever slow down your grind
don’t stay down, soar to the sky
my pockets thick like her thighs
i’m giving her cream in her pie

- lee hendrixon lyrics

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