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lil tracy – track 7 (757 virginia hood nightmares) lyrics

[intro]
touch muku, n-gg-
bands, n-gg-
yeah
hah
yeah

[chorus]
i got my people behind em’
we movin’ work
just like the 90
i keep that fool
yeah, right beside me
i keep my tool
yeah, right beside me
i seen em’ go bad
yeah, shawty blew a kisstake on her body
i be flexin’, young n-gg-
rollin’ all up in the lobby
why he shinin’, like some diamonds?
what is that all on his wrists? (godd-mn)
what is good, is real exquisite
is that even his d-mn things?
(d-mn, fool)
do he really get that money?
or he just flexin’ n’ sh-t
do he really stack a hundred?
or he just flexin’ n’ sh-t

[verse 1]
she said boy you brought your bands
what is that all on your wrist?
[?]
scotty pimpin’ when i spit
and i love that f-ckin’ neck
make it sloppy, then i dip
i got this [?] on ma sack
i ain’t tryin’ to talk sh-t

[verse 2]
i’m a real trap n-gg-
cap that dude, don’t pull that grip
i need a gang, how i whip it
b-tch i’m dancin’ with ma’ [?]
and i heard they talkin’ breezies
watch me turn up in this place
i just got up out that jail
n-gg-s knew i never snitch
you can ask my f-ckin’ momma’
boy she standin’ in this b-tch

[verse 3]
and i got this f-ckin’ [?]
with that f-ckin’ dirty clip
so, when i’m f-ckin’ ballin’
come and curry in this b-tch
i brought my n-gg- h-lla up
then he get the dough and hits
ball muku, get them bands
hollup’, get them bands
now i’m flexin’ on your b-tch
and she know i am the mans

[chorus]
i got my people behind em’
we movin’ work
just like the 90
i keep that fool
yeah, right beside me
i keep my tool
yeah, right beside me
i seen em’ go bad-ss
shawty blew a kisstake on her body
i be flexin’, young n-gg-
rollin’ all up in the lobby
why he shinin’, like some diamonds?
what is that all on his wrists? (godd-mn)
what is good, is real exquisite
is that even his d-mn things?
(d-mn, fool)
do he really get that money?
or he just flexin’ n’ sh-t
do he really stack a hundred?
or he just flexin’ n’ sh-t

[verse 4]
girl i’m stuck to them hundreds
just like i’m signin’ [?]
she said baby, see you flexin’
can i just come get a piece?
had to kick her out the door
landlord, with no lease
had to kick her out the door
i’m like baby, you just go
b-tch i know you cold
i might toss yo’ -ss a fleece
i’m in love with the money
on my hands and on my knees
catch me fienen’ for them hundreds
i’m just like, come baby please
and my body look so cold
it’s like i’m walkin’ all on freeze
why these b-tches watchin’ me?
these n-gg-s plot on me
b-tch i walk up in the party
b-tches just like, who is he?
b-tch i’m runnin’ to them bands
i’m the f-ckin’ man
pull up on em’
pop a n-gg-
man he lookin’ like a xan
what the f-ck i’m talkin’ ’bout?
b-tches muku, ballin’ now
run up in yo’ mama house
d-ck in yo’, mama mouth
oh my god, disrespect
let me stack that ancient neck
b-tch them bullies comin’ for you
let me stop
(shh)

[chorus]
ball muku, get them bands
hollup’, get them bands
now i’m flexin’ on your b-tch
and she know i am the mans
i got my people behind em’
we movin’ work
just like the 90
i keep that fool
yeah, right beside me
i keep my tool
yeah, right beside me
i seen em’ go bad-ss
shawty blew a kisstake on her body
i be flexin’, young n-gg-
rollin’ all up in the lobby
why he shinin’, like some diamonds?
what is that all on his wrists? (godd-mn)
what is good, is real exquisite
is that even his d-mn things?
(d-mn, fool)
do he really get that money?
or he just flexin’ n’ sh-t
do he really stack a hundred?
or he just flexin’ n’ sh-t

- lil tracy lyrics

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