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lil dude - stars lyrics

[intro]
hurt, what it do?
man oh man, you should see all the kinds of friends we have here at foster’s
yeah
drop that sh-t
skrrt

[chorus]
these n-ggas playin’ and sh-t (b-tch, what?)
my n-ggas layin’ up sh-t (trapnanana)
hop out the cut (hop out the cut, skrrt)
n-ggas they sprayin’ up sh-t (baow)
these n-ggas don’t stand for sh-t (n-ggas don’t stand)
we hop out the cut and we get it in (let’s get it, man)
we make all your homies remember you
luciano might pull up in a bentley truck (haha)
hold ’em fast, hop out the car
bro said that sr rated r
hop out that car with a star
hit his -ss, now his -ss see stars
get your big homie, he gon’ be a bar
luciano big homie, n-gga on god
these n-ggas they sweep off your legs (ooh)
double back, taliban gang hit heads (on god)

[verse]
these n-ggas only put in work on ig (b-tch)
headshot covered out just like an iv
fifty shot on the glock, n-gga come find me (fifty)
n-gga get k!lled if a n-gga try to slime me (b-tch)
f-ck on your b-tch and you know sh-t lightly (trapnanana)
sat in the streets, i ain’t sat on the d-ck
up in beverly hills like uncle phil (on god)
i’m a legend, n-gga, f-ck a record deal (luciano)
show his b-tch -ss how the metal feel (haha)
pull up, free car, hop out, let’s get it (trapnanana)
sippin’ on big drank, posted up in the trenches
these lil’ -ss n-ggas better mind they business (trapnanana)
these n-ggas know that it get down to the business (trapnanana)
pew pew pew, shots run off instant
if you in our sh-t, better keep a distance (b-tch)
every bl!ck in this motherf-ckin’ trap extended (yeah)

[chorus]
these n-ggas playin’ and sh-t (yeah b-tch)
my n-ggas layin’ up sh-t (double back)
hop out the cut (luciano)
n-ggas they sprayin’ up sh-t
these n-ggas don’t stand for sh-t
we hop out the cut and we get it in (hop out the cut)
we make all your homies remember you
luciano might pull up in a bentley truck (big homie)
hold fast, hop out the car (skrrt skrrt)
bro said that sr rated r (sr)
hop out that car with a star (what?)
hit his -ss, now his -ss see stars
get your big homie, he gon’ be a bar (trapnanana)
luciano big homie, n-gga on god (yeah)
these n-ggas they sweep off your legs (what?)
double back, taliban gang hit heads (on god)

- lil dude lyrics

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