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lil boof & glockboyz teejaee - beattle lyrics

[intro: glockboyz teejaee]
(mia jay c)
come on, n+gga

[verse 1: glockboyz teejaee & lil boof]
man, block hot, sh+t, i’m the reason why
i be f+ckin’ hoes until they sleep and they go beddy
show you how to get some money, n+gga, just hit me when you ready
slidin’, glockboy, i’m in the field just like you ready
she takin’ percs, man, she even gave one to me like, “you ready, right?”
man, i don’t eat p+ssy, but if the p+ssy dry, might take a ready bite
and my dog just bought some jewelry off the dog, he got some fetty eyes
man, n+gga, i got 30 on me now, i made this last night
i’m in your city, in your bity, hit me if you got some money for me
my heart was like the coldest b+tch, beattle, n+ggas h+lla funny
man, i’m the type to come and take it from you if you had some money
i need some head from that b+tch, lil’ bro, go ask her for me
it be wet outside, my n+ggas always slidin’ in that ‘cat
it can be wet outside, my n+gga always drivin’ in his ‘cat
i wish i knew how that b+tch looked, i only hit her from the back
man, n+ggas weird, they’ll probably f+ck they mama if her ass fat
i got some real money, you probably never seen it
i be f+ckin’ hoes and they never see me, i’m like john cena
and why the f+ck you n+ggas paint them pictures like they hurtin’ people?
man, i just woke up with my lip busted, i must’ve fought a demon (ayy, ayy, ayy)
[verse 2: lil boof]
louie bag, but i’m a dior demon
i just told my b+tch i think i love her and i don’t even mean it
i just had a b+tch give me the trap and i don’t even need it
f+ckin’ with my blood n+ggas in detroit, all they know is bleed it
what that n+gga got on? i don’t know, i got the latest season
hot as h+ll fightin’ in the club and i don’t got a reason
switchin’ to this punishable by death, i think they call it treason
rock throw our rta jeans, it’s the latest season
i just sent her on the road with the load, call me when you make it
when you really havin’, gotta watch out, they gon’ try to take it
i remember wrappin’ up them ‘bows in my auntie bas+m+nt
i be rappin’, but i’m gon’ be trappin’ ’til i really make it
ayy

- lil boof glockboyz teejaee lyrics

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