n money swizzle - doubt (prod. me, motherfucker) lyrics
the real is back, the ville is back
for an altar boy altered when the priest brought him out back
prayed to st. john, baptized straight out of the sack
then paid him tuition, $25k to get macked
and now you hopping on a cole beat?
put the shepshirt in the dresser and focused both your eyes on me?
robby got on all his chains now
might be scary…if it wasn’t concorde as his theme
john grady, little boy, cause i’m like that
f+ck a fit check, i’m cowboy chic
jimmy+blevins+looking+ass, sure you shoot straight
but you’ll be lightning rodding me by the end of the week
and now you hopping on a cole bеat
that’s one way to play the beef
so, shut your mouth and sit down, now
and just maybe i won’t drop parts two and three
free robjobs for thе booooys (free robjobs for the booooys)
lemme hear you say free robjobs for the booooys (free robjobs for the booooys)
everybody say free robjobs for the boooys (free robjobs for the booooys)
lemme hear you say free robjobs for the booooys (free robjobs for the booooys)
cause when rob is on his knees he’s about 5’3”
and that’s a whole lot closer to the company he keeps
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