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m nizzy - cupid lyrics

making some cookies
you’re gang is a bunch of rookies
on the back of the ped, no goodies out
in the trap blacked out with a hoodie

let’s switch up the rhyme, i ain’t got timе
all of you men are stupid
when i hop out thе whip, waving my stick
hit a man up, no cupid

leave ’em on the floor like, +++ brown
really got the mandem ducking down
claim you’re the king, but where’s your crown?
i am the baddest around

the baddest around like oj
had to wrap that pack like crochet
doorway, really had to make my own way

the opps are p+ssies, they run and talk to joogies
when i pull up to the block give noogies, pull it out the oven like i’m making some cookies
the opps are p+ssies, they run and talk to joogies
when i pull up to the block give noogies, pull it out the oven like i’m making some cookies
making some cookies
you’re gang is a bunch of rookies
on the back of the ped, no goodies out
in the trap blacked out with a hoodie

blacked out with a hoodie
had it in a box like woody
i just get bare gal dem noonie
snapped her back like a fortune cookie

i don’t really care what them man say
will the bad times ever go away?
had to tell man just to be patient
“i’m really trying to make this statement,”
his juice got spilt on the pavement
now i’m spitting in someone’s bas+m+nt
you really can’t find a replacement
used to be broke now i’m making that payment

making that payment, all cash
i pull up and them man dash
they talk on the net that trash
but in real life they run like flash
no hopes or prayers
when i rise it’s mash, or crash
for fun on the 6 you will get splashed
the opps are p+ssies, they run and talk to joogies
when i pull up to the block give noogies, pull it out the oven like i’m making some cookies
the opps are p+ssies, they run and talk to joogies
when i pull up to the block give noogies, pull it out the oven like i’m making some cookies

let’s switch up the rhyme, i ain’t got time
all of you men are stupid
when i hop out the whip, waving my stick
hit a man up, no cupid

like cupid, i’m nice
on the gang, you will get sliced, or diced
on the back of the cab like, back of the cab, like [?]

making some cookies
you’re gang is a bunch of rookies
on the back of the ped, no goodies out
in the trap blacked out with a hoodie
blacked out with a hoodie
had it in a box like woody
i just get bare gal dem noonie
snapped her back like a fortune cookie
(ay)

- m nizzy lyrics

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