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overpade – fsl lyrics

[intro: overpade]
yeah
doo+doo+doo, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
ayy, f+ck n+++a
yuh
ahem, ahem
yuh, aye

[chorus: overpade]
why you trippin? (what?)
i wanna take your ass on one date
pull up to the crib baby, don’t be late
if you hear a [?] on my plate

[verse 1: overpade]
grab another shake and then crash ’til 8
sh+t, i might just end up in a penitentiary (in a penitentiary!)
might be free to talk
but you gotta pay the weapons fee (but you gotta pay the weapons fee!)
i guess i’m special if both of your uncles get to textin’ me (both of your uncles get to textin’ me)
i bust off an expression, agrеssion
the lady next to me
is rеading through my text
and that gets a rack on her neck
with a tire iron
[?] in the back of the bus
finessin’ the ‘gram
(don’t call me michael, little b+tch, i won’t understand)
unless you’re talkin’ cash+money, wallet in my hand
[?] buildings with black mess like i got a ten (yeah, aye)
[chorus: overpade]
why you trippin? (wait!)
i wanna take your ass on one date
pull up to the crib baby, don’t be late
if you hear a [?] on my plate
why you trippin? (wait!)
i wanna take your ass on one date!
pull up to the crib baby, don’t be late!
if you hear a [?] on my+yeah

[verse 2: overpade]
talk to +
talk to me
dog’s best friend (like who?)
like stewie (stewie!)
make a time machine and make her [?]s up (in the movies!)
you bl!ck him to the crib right here (chop suey!)
b+tch up on my d+ck like (huh?)
meet last month
no, you can’t even front
to you girls, i was b+tchin’
i was actin’ all love
now you pressin’
like chris, i said “i’m wrapping this up”
it’s a gift and a favor
still workin’ hard, gettin’ paid (slave labor)
but i do what i want (get a job & get paper)
but she knew what i thought [?]
now i’m gettin’ paid
hate with a pound
down on the sh+t that they hate me around
i’m a clown but if my baby laugh
then i’m down
sonic sound imma blow it (ring ring ring ring!)
only dubs are the culprit
they call me (ginóbili)
and i get [?]
shoes kinda busted
but it was worse with the old kicks
i stutter that’s when the rhymes & my soul hit
david & goliath (you can call my n+++a [?])
[chorus: overpade]
why you trippin? (wait!)
i wanna take your ass on one date (one singular date)
pull up to the crib baby, don’t be late
if you hear a [?] on my plate
woah+woah+woah!
(why you trippin’?)

- overpade lyrics

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