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maury mayne – remedy lyrics

[intro]
ah+ah+ah, i got the remedy
i got the remedy
aye, aye

[chorus]
i got the remedy
don’t hesitate they run the fake they ain’t no friend to me
dey more like friendemies
sending out headshots to my enemies
that b+tch gone pull her breast out while she f+ckin’ me
okay doe, that’s why we stay low
we show up we shootin’ like tornados
we back to back, we up dem gats, just like we running track
they f+ck it up, we running up, like where the money at
return of the mack
[verse 1]
we rollin’+rollin’+rollin’ looking like we chinese
we be trolling, when they talking sh+t about me
a rollercoaster hold up, we rollin’ through minnesota
and that’s another hold up, she holdin’ onto my shoulders
we only getting older, we crush ya like a bolder
we make dem n+ggas fold, we out here in the cold
xoxo, she sendin’ emoji’s
she tryna emote, she claim she emo
h+lla weed though
and that’s that maury kush, you smell it on my people
jump in the evo
we make a leaf blow, just like i’m young dro
just like i’m young eek, i’ma og
b+tches know me
i know she got a boyfriend, but she in love with me
and she gone melt in my hand er time i speak
i turn her on like a fan, now she blowin’ me
as if she owe me

[chorus]
i got the remedy
don’t hesitate they run the fake they ain’t no friend to me
dey more like friendemies
sending out headshots to my enemies
that b+tch gone pull her breast out while she f+ckin’ me
okay doe, that’s why we stay low
we show up we shootin’ like tornados
we back to back, we up dem gats, just like we running track
they f+ck it up, we running up, like where the money at
return of the mack
[verse 2]
not surprised when she tried to deceive me
not surprised she alone she conceited
she only mad cause she know i don’t need it
she hit my line, now she crying, like she need it
want me like michael jackson, beat it
she complimented jacket, neat yeah
like b+tch i know that you acting, secrets
like maury not a mack for no reason
b+tch good+luck, give two f+cks
hop out of truck, b+tch wanna f+ck
i double down, she double up
she can’t ,what, she can’t love
she get turnt down as i get turnt up
she see the shoes on my feet match my fedora
i’m like the motherf+ckin’ map, don’t need no dora
i hit the, do not disturb and call it tough love
i got the

- maury mayne lyrics

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