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‎ohsxnta - ​no help lyrics

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[chorus]
eighty bands in a duffy
that hoe say she love me (yeah)
why these hoes tryna cuff me (yeah)
bullet holes in his tummy
that boy soft like a puppy, man
bands in my pockets, they chubby
runnin’ ’round and i’m shootin’ sh+t (aye)
you know mar, keep the coolin’ kit (aye)
why these n+ggas tryna f+ck with me
i’on know but i’m not going for you
send the bag, i’m countin’ bands (yeah)
i’m tryna f+ck on her and friend (yeah)
made the money, contraband (yeah)
no help, no hands (yeah)
[verse]
in this hoe with my mans (yeah)
that bih’ suck me, no hands (yeah)
talkin’ down but he a fan
f+ckin’ that hoe, put her on a cam (yeah)
why these n+ggas hate me (aye)
i don’t really understand
so, i don’t really try to
i just get high ’til i land
hit a jugg for the cash (for the cash)
you ain’t gettin’ sh+t back (aye)
lil’ hoe call me dad
so i smack that hoe, on her ass (aye)
jugg bro, doin’ bad
on a flight, jet lag
he get little bands, just a tad
you wanna feat’? boy, i’ma tax

[chorus]
eighty bands in a duffy
that hoe say she love me (yeah)
why these hoes tryna cuff me (yeah)
bullet holes in his tummy
that boy soft like a puppy, man
bands in my pockets, they chubby
runnin’ ’round and i’m shootin’ sh+t (aye)
you know mar, keep the coolin’ kit (aye)
why these n+ggas tryna f+ck with me
i’on know but i’m not going for you
send the bag, i’m countin’ bands (yeah)
i’m tryna f+ck on her and friend (yeah)
made the money, contraband (yeah)
no help, no hands (yeah)



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