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na$karmoney feat. pi'erre bourne & playboi carti - playboy magazine lyrics

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aye, i shot that n#gga up
(du du du, du du du, du du du, du du du)
i’m steaming like majin buu

none of you n#ggas is bulletproof
i took yo b#tch to my photo shoot
her only job is to roll the boof
yeah, playboy…
i got that b#tch nude…
she cannot kiss on my lips
i know what that b#tch do…
i make her spit on the d#ck…
and tell her go kiss you…
i sold them n#ggas fake bricks,
haha…
my sh#t not on safety so drive#by…

juggaholics squad leader
baby, tell me what ya doin’
probably somewhere, wit two liters, baggin’ coke and smoking boofy
in somebody’s daughter coochie
d#mn, see what ya made me do…
i told retro, we gone climb up out this sh#t
these n#ggas goofy
i sip lean too much…
(f#ck)
i sip lean too much…
(f#ck)
probation officer, told me chill, i almost heated him up
all this ice up on my chest, this sh#t freezing up
this b#tch tryna, bite my neck, while i’m beating it up
(ooh)
got yo baby booty shaking, gettin’ naked in this b#tch
i can’t make it rain on her, i wasn’t made for that sh#t
we was in the matrix, tryna rob a safe#y
my gun not on safety, you n#ggas run for safety

aye, i shot that n#gga up
(du du du, du du du, du du du, du du du)
i’m steaming like majin buu
none of you n#ggas is bulletproof
i took yo b#tch to my photo shoot
her only job is to roll the boof
yeah, playboy…
i got that b#tch nude…
she cannot kiss on my lips
i know what that b#tch do…
i make her spit on the d#ck…
and tell her go kiss you…
i sold them n#ggas fake bricks,
haha…
my sh#t not on safety so drive#by…



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