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luhcamoo - wipe yo’ nose lyrics

(jadey)
i’m so zooted h+lla lifted b+tch i’m geeked
i got money in my sleep
drop two hits in like a week
i don’t think
none of you b+tches f+ck with me
i got gas in each of my pockets
and you b+tches can’t f+ck with me
roll a backwood b+tch i’m h+lla dope
i been blowing on this smoke
yea that n+gga dropped the loc
b+tch i go
b+tch yea they know jadey finna blow
f+ck around and wipe they nose
(hbktaee)
he f+ck around and we wiping his nose
we run it back yea we upping the score
we got the blitz on the muf+cking road
yea we get this sh+t for the low
.45 gone knock off his top
knock off a drеad like a mop
pull up she giving the top
wе got the drop on the opp
gas in the whip so you know that we run from the cops
yea i say gas in the whip so you know we run from the cops
h+llcat gone skirt off the lot
i got the gas in a pot
she h+lla slimey thought it was some snot but it’s not
running the cash to the muf+cking top
we got the cash in the muf+cking yacht
aye we got the cash in the boat
f+ck with my n+ggas yo n+ggas gone float
aye i say f+ck with my n+ggas yo n+ggas gone float
.45 gone cut off his throat
.45 gone knock off his top
we got the drop on the opp
aye we knock off his dreads like a mop
aye we knock off his dreads like a mop
we got the muf+cking drop on the opps
n+ggas be muf+cking cops
(luhcamoo)
aye luhcam i’m this b+tch hahaha
aye we spin a beamer we ain’t spinning no benz
these n+ggas know that we spinning again
shoot so much that i got me a lens
glock 17 but this the third gen
lil davoo keep a f&n
mud in my pineapple fanta this sh+t get wocky
ice on me but i ain’t playing no hockey
punch a n+gga like a n+gga was rocky
balling like giannis but i don’t play for milwaukee
all about bucks cdg on my chucks
gas on me but i’m d+mn near stuck
f+ck is a cuddle b+tch i’m trying to f+ck
when i hit from the back stick my thumb in her b+tt
skinny jeans but my pistol still tucked
stepping on n+ggas but i don’t give no f+cks
no risk no rewards so i’m testing my luck

(big nini)
nawl for real
he in a pickle i’m serving him deals
real thick b+tch i ain’t missing no meals
shawty she text me say she trying to chill
running it up give a f+ck how you feel
shawty she all on my top
play with my gang and you that we upping the glock
lil b+tch you a opp
they say that my time is over with
tell me the time on the clock
(hbklegend)
tell em’ we upping the glock
that mean that we blasting at you
we too famous you can get in after the crew
getting paper cuts from all the cash that i threw
and my chest hurt from all the gas that i blew
you can play with the guys then we clapping at you
we gone get up for real we ain’t rapping with dude
like nawl for real
i can’t chill till i get me some mills
put this sh+t up in they face make em’ feel me
i’m a gangsta nawl for real you can’t k!ll me
i ain’t spitting none fake this the real me
off a wood this some act that’s the chill me
i ain’t drinking liquor can’t let em’ bill me
when you that’s it’s up we ain’t speaking
f+ck all the opps hoes on the weekend
we pop out and hit a n+gga leave em’ leaking
we don’t give a f+ck you that we ain’t speaking
uh, yea
you know that it’s up for real
got some sh+t in my cup for real
that’ll leave a f+ck n+gga stuck for real

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