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lil 2z - red water lyrics

[intro]
(ayy, who made it? ugg made it, b+tch)

[verse]
like a thumb and a middle finger, b+tch, i be snappin’
wipe my ass with a twenty, i ran out of napkins
rub her down with the johnsons, i ain’t talkin’ magic
and i ain’t gon’ lie, i like mine a lil’ ratchet
got choppers same size as a newborn pony
my lil’ friend a lil’ more bigger than tony
these sandwich+ass n+ggas, these n+ggas bologna
they never act the same when they not ’round they homie
i don’t care about sh+t if that sh+t ain’t a comma
ran up a few racks in that ’96 honda
i get the b+tch rousey like her name was ronda
thеse white peoplе trippin’ except for my mama
b+tch, i been in that water, i grew me some gills
yeah, sh+t was f+cked up, had to miss a few meals
ayy, what’s it gon’ take for lil 2z to sign?
look, just give me five mil’ and i swear it’s a deal
why you ask so much questions? you buggin’ me out
pull up just to f+ck, after that, then you out
my dog p+ssed on the bed, gotta f+ck on the couch
got some sh+t put away if sh+t ever go south
bet them n+ggas won’t ride when you hit a few lumps
i’m not tryna love you, i’m just tryna hump
how the f+ck i’ma love you? my heart barely pump
i’ma nut on her face if she voted for trump
plug late on the shipments, i told him to hurry
he sendin’ some extras so i don’t get worried
ayy, f+ck the rap sh+t, b+tch, i’m still gettin’ dirty
i’m ballin’ like i f+ck with ayesha curry
it was syrian sandwiches, now it’s zucchini
noodles used to be ramen, but now they panini
when i don’t got a haircut, i throw on my beanie
if she say she a dog, i’ma throw her the weenie
eatin’ five+star meals ’til my stomach get bloated
when i get the bread, i don’t let it get moldy
like my weed got a trigger, this sh+t keep me loaded
this sh+t came in last week and i already sold it
i’ma stack up the cheese, i ain’t lettin’ it melt
got some contacts in la with top of the shelf
you got f+cked out your contract, i’m signed to myself
got that b+tch in my jacket, it’s not on my belt
in that water, you either a shark or some tuna
how i run to the money, should’ve partnered with puma
ayy, move, b+tch, get out the way like i’m luda
zone 2, lynn haven to clear all the rumors
i don’t wanna f+ck, you know mar got bougie
they know i’ma ride for my dawg like i’m stewie
let me know this sh+t real, tat my name on your booty
if that b+tch play her part, i might buy her some b00bies
i’ma home run the b+tch when we in the ninth inning
i’d rather just own it, i really hate renting
go to sleep with my bread like i sleep in the kitchen
got a cougar white b+tch look like hillary clinton
i’ma be the same way ’til i’m buried and pale
i knew i’d be royals like i was adele
i don’t live ’bout no b+tch, but i keep me some sh+lls
man, ashes to ashes, we all go to h+ll

- lil 2z lyrics

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