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$orr¥ - nori got ye lyrics

[hook]
i just f-cked your b-tch from the back
tell that little b-tch cut me slack
eat it like filet mignon
i beat it up in the morning
f-cking that b-tch to my song
200 thousand i’m gone

[verse]
run up on me get your wig split
they can’t keep up to my distance
married to the game can’t miss it
keeping up with the k like i’m dissick
somebody please call a doctor
beating the case like i’m proctor
sauce with the curry, the pasta
my family made a mobster
she eat the d-ck in the morning
i didn’t know she was yawning
my b-tch she look like a comet
i put s-m-n on her garment
that p-ssy wet like a pool
she treat her man like a fool
she used the n-gga like tool
i ran a train with my crew
she blow the d-ck like a soup
flexing so cool with the coupe
it’s a shame i done ran up the loot
all my b-tches is staying in school
i flex on that boy
i might get me some muscles
i hop out at your crib
and i pop at your buddy
that f-ck n-gga mean mugging
he look like joe budden
all these f-ck n-ggas broke
that’s a everyday struggle
run up on bro, oh that’s a scuffle
is that your hoe? she never loved you
ran through the b-tch when we kicked it like kung-fu
she said you trash, that’s why she dumped you
get to the cash so fast like a mongoose
addicted to top it’s so good it can numb you
i told her run up the money, she knew what i mean
she suck me so good, i knew she was keen
pimping that hoe it feels like a dream
my shooter pop out the roof with a beam
got blue hundreds i can’t f-ck with the greens
new money stuff it all in my jeans
statutory i can’t f-ck with no teens
big nori i got ye for the fiends
i hop on a b-tch and i f-ck up her spleen
hop out the sicks i feel like charlie sheen

- orr¥ lyrics

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