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nitty black - mandy lyrics

[verse]
tell that b-tch stop playin’
hunnid’ round drum, no band
i been up, kodak
but, i came up off that tec
b-tch, i be on [?]
got the location, pull up in the benz
hop out the coupe, throw the cup in the wind
nitty be gone off the uppers again
b-tch, i don’t mix it up
n-gga won’t come up off my name
b-tch, that get you twisted up
that lil’ b-tch ain’t big enough
stop that, go get your name up
put that lil’ boy all over the news
tryna get him famous
put chanel all over my neck [?]
n-gga, bambi, don’t know no hoe that ever ran me
stomp a n-gga out, feel like his body in a stampede
in that rental truck
pull up on n-ggas, think they playin’ me
yeah, i f-cked that b-tch, but she went and left to go get the plan b
in that big body
big dawg got big shotties
big bands, i’m lit probably
big bands, i’m that for real
weak n-ggas, they cap for real
f-ck that, get back for real
slang out, and i pack for real
they play dumb for this rap for real
and i could take a nap, shake it up, then we gon’ roll like dice
and i been out my body everyday, ’cause i be rollin’ right
and i been out my body, clutchin’ k’s, i hope they roll the night
’cause i’m gon’ catch a body, up them k’s, and leave ’em open right
i put that sauce on my chicken sandwich, came from popeyes
ain’t have sh-t to do, oh sh-t, i’m kmg ’til i die
they talkin’ sh-t on top of sh-t, that’s real legit ’til i slide
they get a hit on top of hit, the billboard for dropbox

- nitty black lyrics

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