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nyora spouse – feen lyrics

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[intro]
drip in that sauce, i’m a star
pull up in a foreign car
got the white girl off the bars
got a whole zip from my jar
might have to+

[interlude]
yeah, yeah, yeah
hardest sh+t, count that sh+t up
nyora f+ckin’ spouse, fps n+gga (uhh, run it up, run it up)
okay, nyora spouse nyora’+
nyora spouse nyora+
nyora spouse nyora+
charlie shuffler on the beat

[chorus 1]
you want to hit me, ’cause i got it (yeah)
i’m stackin’, i’m ballin’, i’m on it (yeah)
yo’ b+tch hit my line, ’cause she want it (yeah)
i treat the p+ssy like i bought it (‘kay)
you want to hit me, ’cause i got it (‘kay)
i’m stackin’, i’m ballin’, i’m on it (‘kay)
yo’ b+tch hit my line, ’cause she want it
i treat the p+ssy like i bought it

[verse]
drip in that sauce, i’m a star (yeah)
pull up in a foreign car (yeah)
got the white girl off the bars (yeah)
got a whole zip from my jar
might have to f+ck on yo’ b+tch (yeah)
might have her set up a l!ck (yeah)
might put racks on my neck (yeah)
might rob ya’ boy for the tec

[refrain]
first place stunner rackin’ up them commas, yeah, okay, o+
i’m the pack, runnin’ hotter than the summer, yeah
nyora hittin’ numbers, and now everybody cares
f+ck bein’ so, and my charge from last year

[verse 2]
i came from the money and drugs
prescriptions, i don’t need a plug
could never show hoes any love
’cause then they think you tryna’ cuff

[chorus 2]
kim k p+ssy, had to make a s+xtape
i keep opening windows, like my name bill gates
trust no n+gga, ’cause they might be fake
keep that 9′ on my side
i might shoot you in the face

[chorus 1]
you want to hit me, ’cause i got it (yeah)
i’m stackin’, i’m ballin’, i’m on it (yeah)
yo’ b+tch hit my line, ’cause she want it (yeah)
i treat the p+ssy like i bought it (yeah)
you want to hit me, ’cause i got it (yeah)
i’m stackin’, i’m ballin’, i’m on it (‘kay, okay)
yo’ b+tch hit my line, ’cause she want it
i treat the p+ssy like i bought it

[chorus 2]
kim k p+ssy, had to make a s+xtape
i keep opening windows, like my name bill gates
trust no n+gga, ’cause they might be fake
keep that 9′ on my side
might shoot you in the face

[outro]
‘kay, ‘kay
nyora f+ckin’ spouse
nyora spouse
nyora spouse
nyora spouse
nyora spouse

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