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pablo skywalkin - trust issues lyrics

{verse 1}
these hoes ain’t sh-t, they be always in they feelings
i got a b-tch i’m f-ckin’, and when she ride me touch the ceiling
broke -ss b-tch, you could never have my child
tryna take the rubber off my f-ckin’ d-ck, you so fowl
i just want some head and then i gotta kick you out
my other b-tch upstairs, why the f-ck is you so loud
you gotta get me somethin’ if you wanna make me proud
all new hunnids or some zips of that loud
your ex-n-gg- mad because he f-ck with the bag
heard some n-gg-s on my head so i shot them with the mag
i’d be embarr-ssed if i look at the tag
look like tarzan, b-tch when i hop out the jag
up in new (?) talkin’ sh-t made me brag
all these f-ckin’ bands in my pants make it sag
boy you lame as h-ll, fell in love with the strap
kissin’ on that b-tch and i take everything she has

{chorus}
i ain’t got feelings for no n-gg- or no b-tches
these n-gg-s be hoes they don’t want no issues
i just popped bottles last night, sh-t, with 4 sisters
‘cuz when you get money you keep some hoes with you
i ain’t got feelings for no n-gg- or no b-tches
these n-gg-s be hoes they don’t want no issues
i just popped bottles last night, sh-t, with 4 sisters
‘cuz when you get money you keep some hoes with you

{verse 2}
i love a rich b-tch i swear i hate a dumb sl-t
i think my fingers numb from counting all the hun’s up
quarterback sneakin’ to the bank, hut hut
i done seen more ice than a d-mn hockey puck
jordan’s played out so i need pairs of the lou’s
it say my mom f-ck ‘cuz i spend thousands on shoes
it’s a crazy game either you win or you lose
you can’t be upset because these hoes gonna choose
invested in some tools because we bought more jewels
say you jack who? it must be april fools
sh-t f-cked up, see my dawg on the news
i ain’t got no clue when my dawgs hunt your blue’s
might hit miami f-ck some hoes by the pool
think the front dash trippin’, i just smoked out the room
got some p-ssyboy lovin’, got some head ’bout noon
lil’ n-gg- were just (?) big cartoons
hit him with the rockets, send his -ss to the moon
the chopper go grrrrah and the 40 go boom
n-gg- you got worried lil’ boy you got some
white b-tt black t-ts look like racc–ns

- pablo skywalkin lyrics

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