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luhh dyl - get loose lyrics

[intro: luhh dyl]
yeah, yeah
uh+huh, yeah
(dxnte, you snapped on this one)
uh+huh, yeah
slow down

[chorus: luhh dyl]
i got so many ways for n+ggas to go get paid, just bring me a head
b+tch tryna act like she bougie, i’m already knowin’ she goin’, i’m ten steps ahead
been had money and hoes and bro been servin’ the ‘bows, we just stuck to the plan
one b+tch can’t come in, if you wanna hang with the gang, then bring ten friends
n+gga touch my chain and suddenly, i’m goin’ insane, he meetin’ the gen
soon as they called my name, i dived headfirst in the game and i went for the win
as soon as they said bro name, it ain’t even take ’em a day, they just went in the wind
i don’t even walk in the mall, i hop on the plane to buy sh+t that ain’t droppin’ again

[verse 1: luhh dyl]
if i’m lyin’, i’m flyin’, n+gga cross that line, he dyin’
soon as n+ggas even look my way, bullets already exit the 9
n+ggas tryna take my style, but i’m one of a kind, want these, gon’ be harder to find
i don’t trick on hoes, don’t lend n+ggas pape’, and i d+mn sure don’t stand in line, b+tch
get loose
got ten+some racks in this goose
brodie trippin’ with drac’ in his bag
we make opps run home, babe ruth (go)
make n+ggas duck, duck, goose
ain’t never had to front my move, hoes know i’m the truth
she already know i’m the one
so why would she f+ck up the one tryna f+ck with the two? (bum+ass n+gga)
her bd a bum+ass n+gga, no hope, livin’ low, crumb+ass n+gga
can name ten n+ggas that he owe+ass n+gga
when they ask her about him, she don’t know that n+gga (slow down)
i don’t even talk too much, i just pay for a hit, bro blow that n+gga (uh+huh)
and i already been through a lot, i just need me a b+tch who go hard on a n+gga (ski)
[verse 2: lil lik]
we don’t pop out for nothin’, we pop out and pull up, my lil’ n+ggas clearin’ the scene
b+tch, i was a point guard, pushin’ that b+tch up the court and you wasn’t even makin’ the team
i don’t even smoke no weed, i’ll hit me a blunt, but i really just need me a breeze
don’t let a n+gga diss my mans or send us a shot, then we gon’ pull up in a jeep
i don’t even want nothin’ to eat
my b+tch ain’t been textin’ me back, i think she replacin’ me
young turnt n+gga, i don’t want no babies
my head f+cked up, n+gga, watch what you say to me
b+tch suck d+ck, you can stay, if you ain’t, you can leave
want me on a song, n+gga, pay for a featch
n+ggas hoes and they knowin’ they hoes
tryna impress lik, n+gga, you ain’t no stepper to me

[outro: luhh dyl]
ski

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