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pablo skywalkin - 25 lyrics

[verse]
f-ck blowin’ money lil n-gga you better stack it up
please cut that n-gga song off cause he wack as f-ck
bro just came home from prison he’ll stab you up
she say “pablo stop trippin’ you in my gut”
this b-tch p-ssy so good i can’t get enough
bro died before he was 25 got to live it up
b-tch gave me head all night she got 20 bucks
if this [?] how i want might drive [?] truck
got love for lil [?] when i’m down she always pick me up
they caught unc serving out the spot let me call kenny up
new iphones just dropped let me call jimmy up
he don’t give a f-ck about his credit he’ll f-ck it up
choppa make a n-gga hopscotch glock make him double-dutch
i love a foreign b-tch with a ghetto b-tt
boy ain’t n0body gon’ rob you why your bezel tucked?
took some time out from having fun had to level up
next car i cop gon’ be faster they ain’t catching up
lil n-gga he done pulled a muscle tryna flex on us
singing to a b-tch while i’m high feel like [?]
chain dancing like it’s bobby brown you ain’t made enough
f-ck a record deal boy you broke call them labels up
seen a picture of her and her friends say “come play with us”
life’s that i rap it be true i can’t make this up
n-ggas talkin’ tough and they soft gone and tape ’em up
b-tches throw me p-ssy cause i’m rich i can’t rape a sl-t

- pablo skywalkin lyrics

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