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pbay - g.f.y. lyrics

(intro)

i’m in some {levis and some polo’s} ( haaaaaaaa)
(d’tu)
(
hook)
bouncing on that beat’
smoking on this weed’
they call me p’b why you hating on me , na na na na
i don’t play no games’ stick 2 this mind frame
trying to get my money, stay the f-ck out my way
trying to bother me , why you playing with me
i don’t play no games , stay away from me , na na na na
i don’t play no games , stay away from me , na na na na
i don’t play no games , stay away from me , okay

{ verse 1 : p’bay }

{nice with the flow , but i hustle on the low}
i don’t play no games , that’s why their hating on me
tronz on the beat , i slowed it down for you
for you f-cking re tarted n-gga’s , i don’t only sing i could rap tu
and i rap for these f-ck boys rap for these f-ck girls f-ck girls , i f-ck girls , i f-ck girls, i f-ck girls (woahh)
n-gga’s trying to rap like who, you know i’m in the hood i keep it moving them 5 oh
rapping pretty better no deja vu
rare black snap bach i’m faded doe
caught a cold caught a flu
you should no doe
got the doe
mine your business
keep it moving ho
why they hating on me
they call me p’bay
i don’t play no games why they hating on me , na na na na
you tried to ivy me , now you gotta lose man
smooth cool as loon man
high with the moon man
man almost got raided
girls been f-cking faded
and i;m in the club dead-as faded
new york f-cking with them hoes’
half and half we fin blow
shout out to mo bucks
we definitively getting mo bucks
you n-gga’s don’t wanna play with me
i’ll kick back your snap back
cooling with my young boys
{i phone all-white crack}
all my g’s hold gats
don’t get your screws jacked
and i’m cool with a hat
free-styling off bat
radical got cl-ss doe , i pulled up to this fashion show
i don’t show-off i go off
spitting crazy like i lost my brain
why you gotta f-ck with me
now i gotta f-cks with you
tronz this a k!ller bee
i’ll k!ll and destroy any beat
swagging out like pari du
and i never been to that paris’
true religions are true to you
dedicate this song to you
shoe game fly kong fu
to my b’ n-gga’s wuuu wuu
them blue sky we cuu cuu
my chick bad like nu nu
guess that’s why they hate me
why ya’ll n-gga’s envy me ?
why ya’ll n-gga’s jealous me
i asked you twice why you envy me
why you wanna be around me
always talking about molly
and you don’t even pop the molly
all my b-tches act holy
bump bump body like a dolly
why you trying to act so stupid
trying act like you don’t groupie
you a groupie my no-ope
smoking on a doubie
thats my story
n-gga’s wanna get glory
riding around with dory
every girl i see gotta get gotta take
her lips sweet her face bad now you know
all me thats all for me
thats the end of the story
dedicate this to you
tu sick holyy

(outro)
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- pbay lyrics

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