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lil dude - south beach lyrics

[intro]
hurt, what it do
smoov, what’s good, baby?
man oh man, you should see all the kinds of friends we got here at foster’s
trapnanana

[chorus]
i f-ck on your b-tch, she gave me that mouthpiece (mwah)
took her from southeast, brought her to south beach (hah)
too many sticks, when it kick it be bouncing (on god)
i came with the bag and i ran up the cheddar (baow)
ain’t saving no b-tch and i came with the extras (huh?)
got real mob ties and i got real testers (real mob ties)
too many b-tches so i f-ck on her best friend (trapnanana)
hold on, wipe a n-gga down with the stick

[verse]
these lil’ n-ggas, they don’t even got no defense (on god)
stop pullin’ they rip and i bet they be griefing (rip, baow)
he on some rap sh-t, no we ain’t beefin’ (haha)
i’m in the circle and i got a glock-10 (on god)
pull on your block, then your block the main topic (stick)
it was a headshot, he thought he got drop-kicked (you dig?)
luciano boy wonder, yeah i be robbin’ (boy wonder)
hop out the batmobile with a mopstick (trapnanana)
i count up the racks, where serena at? (rackades)
havin’ more drank than cvs
havin’ a young shooter, boy you best believe in that (young shooters)
if you doubt, n-gga, they comin’ through cnn (hah, yeah)
put sh-t on fox 5, abc, cnn (cnn)
no dna gang, pullin’ up, leavin’ sh-t (dna, dna)
caught him on live but he tried to delete it (hah)
ain’t totin’ no basic, this stick i got geekin’ (brrt, baow)

[chorus]
i f-ck on your b-tch, she gave me that mouthpiece (mwah)
took her from southeast, brought her to south beach (on god)
too many sticks, when it kick it be bouncing (trapnanana)
i came with the bag and i ran up the cheddar (brrt, brrt)
ain’t saving no b-tch and i came with the extras (bee)
got real mob ties and i got real testers (mob ties)
too many b-tches so i f-ck on her best friend (haha)
hold on, wipe a n-gga down with the stick (wipe his -ss down)

- lil dude lyrics

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