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nuudini – guapanese lyrics

(yeah, yeah, neeko you made that motherf+ckin’ beat?)
(ah nah, you ain’t made that motherf+cker)

b+tch i’m back from the dead like i’m freddy (heh)
know i’m bout my guapanese
told that b+tch she cannot get no guap from me
i can’t give you nothing ‘less you giving top to me
you can’t pull out 10 right now then you can’t talk to me
mask up, put gloves on, you better not get cold feet
call me mr. double back, i spin again make sure you 6 feet
mr. never lacking, i was totin’ poles since like 16
yeah, they laughed when i said that i would rap and now they hittin’ me
doing damagе in the city neeko on the beat
762s ain’t my favoritе i like 223s
ks in the trappin’ because these n+ggas watchin me
get some money why the h+ll you n+ggas stalkin’ me
big boy rollie, it tell the time and the date
he ain’t got it so i think that’s why he hate
get that bag and take yo b+tch out to jamaica
know one thing about me i ain’t no lover i’m a player
i took 2 pills to take my mind from out that place
i’m on that road it ain’t no stoppin’, f+ck them jakes
need some cartier’s to block out all the shade
need to marinate with all this f+ckin’ flavor
i’m getting money you think i’m worried about a hater?
i’m havin’ motion, f+ck yo feelings, you gotta face it

b+tch, i’m back from the dead like i’m freddy
know i’m bout my guapanese
told that b+tch she cannot get no guap from me
i can’t give you nothing ‘less you giving top to me
you can’t pull out 10 right now then you can’t talk to me
mask up, put gloves on, you better not get cold feet
call me mr. double back, i spin again make sure you 6 feet
mr. never lacking, i was totin’ poles since like 16
yeah, they laughed when i said that i would rap and now they hittin’ me
doing damage in the city neeko on the beat
762s ain’t my favorite i like 223s

this drake gone hit a n+gga in his sh+t and knock him off his feet
you can’t converse bout gettin’ rich, then just don’t talk to me
i got my stick up in the club, can’t do a show without my rocket
and i’ll glaze one by myself, don’t give a f+ck about no posse
n+ggas get shook every time i pop out
tp send the drop then you know i’m gone rock out
young n+gga sh+t, keep the glock out
first n+gga run up wrong then his ass gettin’ knocked out
i put diamonds in my mouth because i love to talk my sh+t
i got some sp+cers on my roster, play with them then sh+t get blitzed
bout that its pressure, save all the extra, i ain’t doin no flexing, step and watch how sh+t get hectic
hundred rounds in the drum, sh+t sound like royal rumble
perk sh+t up like thunder
i came straight from the slums, know n+ggas wanna take me under
so i gotta make me something before i leave here
go k!ll him for he take you out
can’t say it ain’t something i think about
back from the dead like i’m freddy
know i’m ’bout my guapanese
told that b+tch she cannot get no guap from me
i can’t give you nothing ‘less you giving top to me
you can’t pull out 10 right now then you can’t talk to me
mask up, put gloves on, you better not get cold feet
call me mr. double back, i spin again make sure you 6 feet
mr. never lacking, i was totin’ poles since like 16
they laughed when i said that i would rap and now they hittin’ me
doing damage in the city, neeko on the beat
762s ain’t my favorite i like 223s (i like 223s)

- nuudini lyrics

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