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los and nutty - i want it lyrics

[intro: los]
these n+ggas playin’ games
boy, i swear to god these n+ggas playin’ games
boy, i swear to god these n+ggas playin’ games

[verse 1: los]
n+gga, i’m ’bout that motherf+ckin’ pape’, that money
them pills, that p+ssy, that power, i want it
the money, i want it, this dope, i stretch it
i pass out tester when pack touch down
n+gga, prices high as h+ll, but they gon’ go back down
i hope they go back down
[interlude: los & wb cash]
they high as h+ll, but they gon’ go back down
i say them oranges high as h+ll, but they dropped dough on the browns
i want it (what? tell they ass again)
i want it (huh? what? what you wanna get?)

[chorus: los & wb cash]
i want it (pills), i want it (seals)
i want it (drank), i want it (hit)
i want it (lean), i want it (dog)
i want it (girl, mix)

[verse 2: wb cash]
glen comin’ down the street, oh, this the block to beat
i know he tryna cop from me, he know i got some g
he left his lawnmower down the street, but he’ll be back in three
say he do that sh+t for free, ’cause what i got, he need
i want it, i want it
i got a clean dope fiend, she put that p+ssy on you
i want it, i want it
i got a dirty junkie, always stealin’ me deodorant

[verse 3: los]
uh, n+gga, i want all that sh+t
sleep and all, dormant, i mix all that sh+t
mix job, put it on the streets, they said it’s a seven, that’s cool
anything over a six, that’s gon’ move
[chorus: los & wb cash]
i want it (pills), i want it (seals)
i want it (drank), i want it (hit)
i want it (lean), i want it (dog)
i want it (girl), i want it (mix)
i want it (pills), i want it (seals)
i want it (drank), i want it (hit)
i want it (lean), i want it (dog, girl, mix)

[verse 4: wb cash]
my favorite fiend was rich off the dog, but them tables turned
threw his ass a couple dollars just so he can do the dishes
every time he in the kitchen, he be water whippin’
fentanyl what he mixin’, so i can make my pigment
i want it, your car keys, i want it
your flat screen, i want it
yes, you can get fronted
if you bring your friend, i’ll give you ten off a hundred
tryna trade his blues for dope, i told his ass that i want it

[verse 5: los]
tryna trade your locked phone for some dope, i don’t want it
i know a lil’ spot in grand rapids, wide open

- los and nutty lyrics

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