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pd sweet - what the hook said lyrics

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[intro]
you studying my sh#t get ya book red

your ho visits only if its good bread

you peeps can’t perceive what the hook said

you studying my sh#t get ya book red

your ho visits only if its good bread

you one eyed signers are riding with a wood leg

your peeps can’t perceive what the hook said

[verse 1: pd sweet]
beautiful people, you look dead

you got it wrong like the bbc

yeah ima,,,

keep the peace

and wait around

when i ,,,

heat your street

and make it loud

i’m sick a you n-ggas

all true i hate you n-ggas

walking around with your tongues hanging out

would you risk jail to save your sister

(get the point)

do i hear screams

m-ffled by

rain and thunder

oh just

another bruddah

beating up his baby mother

so, in her face he punched her

tamed her mother

shade her summer

ain’t no point

tryna change her number

every way he f##k her

scars on the back of her legs

5 pound for crackers and head

smelling like she shat in her bed

she gon’ take smack till she dead

dirty -ss hands don’t touch me

you’re in the wrong

place to get drugs cheap

really though, b#tch you ugly

i don’t wanna give you naafin

shaking like she’s ali, kid in a cell

wishing him well

feeling like a finger with braille

living in jail, city slipping as swell

the visual pales, you’ll feel it

when she’s ringing your bell

bell end extends best friend, s-x temp

328 to the west end, ‘tell dem’

[chorus: pd sweet]
“five years a fu#kin with crack

ain’t nuttin’ funny bout dat”

[verse 2: pd sweet
every night more guys inside it

clients who be hiring driving by her when she crying

coulda been a surrogate

mum with da c-m in her c-nt

gotta get the wipes in

tonight she only selling bum

all this stuff she

does for this drug that she loves

if she ain’t smiling

she ain’t getting none

stole from her grandma

f-cked with her sons spar

still she still try bluff that she come far

black crack wrap stashed

behind the bus p-ss

a victim of battery but

she worried bout a drug charge

low in health

rejecting her daughters care

bleached her gums

tried not to be more aware

can’t control herself, shaved off all her hair

call it fair, but the blackness is always there

…she said she guess

this is where

she’s supposed to be

me..’you know you gold treasure

don’t let it go for cheap’

you chilling, giving it all

low, in a hole so deep

…f-ck all that sh-t, c-m n roll with me

+x2

swap them broken jeans for what you’d like

we could do a shopping spree and not watch the price

trust me hun, the high life is not that nice

+x1

take a holiday, you ain’t taking that

do i have to lock you up in a bas-m-nt?..

make you hold a big bag n then take it back

id say its too late to try n make u mad

5 years..
[outro]

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