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peewee longway – kidnapped lyrics

[intro: peewee longway & keyshia dior]
dun deal on the tra+a+a+a+ack!
yo, n+gga where you at?
i’m workin, man
call your motherf+cking phony, [?] that b+tch up
call me back n+gga (speak)
don’t let me f+ck now up
aight?

[chorus: keyshia dior & peewee longway]
aye, my n+gga where the f+ck you at? (aye, my n+gga where the f+ck you
at?)
aye, my n+gga where the f+ck you at? (huh? what?)
better not be with a b+tch in the trap (huh? b+tch)
i get that b+tch trapped up, kidnapped (d+mn, the f+ck?)
i say, aye, my n+gga where the f+ck you at? (aye, my n+gga where the f+ck you at?)
aye, my n+gga where the f+ck you at? ([?], working)
better not be with a b+tch in the trap
i get that b+tch wrapped up, kidnapped (d+mn, the f+ck?)
[verse 1: peewee longway]
d+mn, baby, tripping out your facetime and your phone
now i’m somewhere trapping lately, geeked up all that strong
you know you keyshia, keyshia, you keyshia, keyshia, i never miss your call
i go by longway, racks to longway and i never trapped with a bro

[verse 2: keyshia dior]
i know my name is keyshia, n+gga you still want to test me
i dare you disrespect me, n+gga all your money missing
at the same time, double back and mommy wrap your mistress
this a [?], [?] it, f+ck you up any time you diss’r

[chorus: keyshia dior & peewee longway]
aye, my n+gga where the f+ck you at? (aye, my n+gga where the f+ck you at?)
aye, my n+gga where the f+ck you at? (juggin, workin, juggin, workin)
better not be with a b+tch in the trap
i get that b+tch trapped up, kidnapped (d+mn, the f+ck?)
i say, aye, my n+gga where the f+ck you at? (aye, my n+gga where the f+ck you at?)
aye, my n+gga where the f+ck you at? (juggin, workin, juggin, workin)
better not be with a b+tch in the trap
i get that b+tch wrapped up, kidnapped (d+mn, the f+ck?)

[bridge: keyshia dior]
you know i’m a [?], don’t let me hurt your hoe
always want to f+ck with me, i show you through the door
n+gga, i’m the big sh+t, don’t act like you ain’t know
i came of off these streets, n+gga, i f+ck up any hoe
[verse 3: peewee longway]
aye, f+ck that, pour up a four, you trippy get the f+ck out the dough (get out!)
in the trap with a brick on the stove, four, five bales on the floor
we on some movie sh+t, to my groupie b+tch, [?] me running through the millies
in the coupe, when i drop the ceiling i’m drug dealing, gps my pimpin
longway

[chorus: keyshia dior & (peewee longway)]
aye, my n+gga where the f+ck you at? (aye, my n+gga where the f+ck you at?)
aye, my n+gga where the f+ck you at? (juggin, selling drugs, hoe)
you better not be with a b+tch in the trap (f+ck nah, you tripping)
i get that b+tch trapped up, kidnapped (woah)
i say, aye, my n+gga where the f+ck you at? (aye, my n+gga where the f+ck you at?)
aye, my n+gga where the f+ck you at? (juggin, workin, juggin, workin)
you better not be with a b+tch in the trap (nah)
i get that b+tch wrapped up, kidnapped (d+mn, what the f+ck?)

[verse 4: peewee longway]
d+mn, baby, really tripping, talking bout kidnapping b+tches
c’s in the trap, the trenches, tryna water whip it
i really f+ck on ratchet b+tches, this time i’m just kicking (okay)
i really got you feel with [?], a hundred [?]
in the trap i’m chilling, stack them racks to the ceiling
back to back, them bentleys
acting weird bout some b+tches, got no room for mistress
i’m just drug dealing, [?], one call i just missed it
still 10 toes to the kitchen, that’s where the f+ck i’m at, stop tripping!
longway
[chorus: keyshia dior & peewee longway]
aye, my n+gga where the f+ck you at? (aye, my n+gga where the f+ck you at?)
aye, my n+gga where the f+ck you at? (juggin, workin, juggin, workin)
you better not be with a b+tch in the trap (a b+tch in the trap)
i get that b+tch trapped up, kidnapped (d+mn, what the f+ck?)
i say, aye, my n+gga where the f+ck you at? (aye, my n+gga where the f+ck you at?)
aye, my n+gga where the f+ck you at?
you better not be with a b+tch in the trap
i get that b+tch wrapped up, kidnapped (d+mn, what the f+ck?)

[bridge: keyshia dior & peewee longway]
you know i’m a [?], don’t let me hurt your hoe
always want to f+ck with me, i show you through the door
n+gga, i’m the big sh+t, don’t act like you ain’t know
i came of off these streets, n+gga, i f+ck up any hoe (turn up!)
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