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nuk - millennium tour lyrics

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[intro]
(da realest)

[verse]
we’ll do you bad and cake you out your sh+t
i be watchin’ 12, baby watchin’ six
i don’t like the uppers, do the downers, n+gga
walk in here and you gon’ hear the counter spinnin’
you a loud n+gga, style stealer
i be hatin’ when the good n+ggas get murked by foul n+ggas
you ain’t hear that poody walked down the case and ain’t see a trial?
we missin’ siris, so i’m talkin’ to caleb like he got now
i’m so locked in with my plug for a month, give him the route
like my granny when you come to her door, you in or out?
told my b+tches that i like ’em submissive or give me mouth
told my mama that i’m out there with j’s, reasonable doubt
cake, cake, cake, they wanna get him like the grinch
i ain’t hit the bag yet, i’m gettin’ clio by the pinch
this sh+t too good, they gon’ cry over the d+ck
when i find another state, i find a clio with a ranch
i touch down with eighty, she like, “daddy home”
she was waitin’ up in gucci pantyhose
baby head bangin’, i’m a red ranger
told my b+tch, “how you want it?” she say, “legs shakin'”
ain’t no fake beef, sh+t, i’d rather ball
my girl phone slappin’, i can’t miss none of r. kelly calls
what you know ’bout ridin’ with a brick and all you see is fall?
i can get three brickies off consignment ’cause i’m really dog
your lil’ n+ggas be out here lackin’ hard like they don’t care ’bout safety
i’m too smooth with it, i go wherever the money take me
b+tch, your n+gga broke and dumb as f+ck, it ain’t no competition
two gon’ get that weight in his timbs like he at planet fitness
i always keep the nickel, i’m gon’ shoot over a stunt
it’s a certain way i f+ck you when i’m knowin’ you a sl+t
you better come out with a military, you comin’ out with us
they gon’ think i’m jayson tatum, what i do over the bucks
they ain’t k!llin’ for they mans, but they’ll k!ll about a nut
ain’t acceptin’ new beef, so don’t be playin’ like you tough
before i even beef with n+ggas, sh+t, i gotta know they solid
them boys know we always had to leave, the category bodies
i did four hundred thousand, you ain’t pulled a nickel out the streets
used to love the uzi ’til i put a switchy on my glee
my b+tch tellin’ all her friends and her mama i’m a keep
ass fat, pretty face, p+ssy broke, you a d
she sayin’ sh+t like she ain’t feel me before
i ain’t even popped my sh+t, they think i’m really important
my fined called, “you know i need billy of course”
got that old dope in like the millennium tour (da realest)



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