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philthy rich & peezy – tied in lyrics

[intro: fmb dz]
yeah, yeah (da realest)

[verse 1: fmb dz]
got an m+14, this b+tch run like a machine
philthy walked in with that motherf+ckin’ submarine
you don’t know my pain, n+gga, you don’t know my struggle
i was broke as f+ck around this b+tch before a n+gga bubbled
takin’ trips to oakland for a week, i heard the cookie cheap
put a three+five in the leaf, put the b+tch to sleep
put a light five on your head, knock him off his feet
f+ck that p+ssy n+gga, he can die, let him rest in peace
typical street n+gga, yeah, we ride with choppers
lot of dread+heads around me, we all rastas
was gettin’ high with your b+tch in my suite watchin’ shottas
it’ll blow your mind what she do for a few dollars
dunkin’ on these nggas ’round this b+tch like i’m ibaka
and i’m gettin’ love in the chi, shout out laka
if a n+gga hatin’ on dz, we gon’ drop him
we’ll pull up with a hundred, we’ll solve any problem, n+gga

[chorus: fmb dz]
put them b+tches on the boat or we’ll fly ’em in
you know we get ’em for the low ’cause we tied in
them b+tches took the first package, we gon’ try again
i’ll pay a lil’ extra just to drive ’em in (da realest)
from the d to the bay, b+tch, we locked in
dog said they on the way, what you tryna spend?
get the f+ck out my face, you got less than ten
u+haul pullin’ up, bro, back ’em in
[verse 2: philthy rich]
b+tch, i’m on the west side with that n+gga dz
b+tch, i’m on the east side with my n+gga peezy
free eastside 80s, b+tch, and free that n+gga big meech
baby draco, a hundred rounds, it got a big reach
fod on the jersey, b+tch, i’m in the big leagues
dope fiends in the hood tryna sell a ten+speed
b+tch, i’m on the block tryna sell me a ten+piece
waitin’ on the same knot to come through this week
b+tch, i got another hundred pack in the pantry
f+ck the da, opd, and crabtree
throwaway phone, you know them n+ggas try to tap me
never gave ’em names, stayed solid when they grabbed me
beef bad for business, but you b+tches better not play with me
talkin’ ’bout these p+ssy rappers, b+tch, i keep that k with me
ayy, get your baby mama, boy, that b+tch, she tryna lay with me
it’s only for one night, lil’ b+tch, and no, you cannot stay with me, it’s philthy, ho

[chorus: fmb dz]
put them b+tches on the boat or we’ll fly ’em in
you know we get ’em for the low ’cause we tied in
them b+tches took the first package, we gon’ try again
i’ll pay a lil’ extra just to drive ’em in (da realest)
from the d to the bay, b+tch, we locked in
dog said they on the way, what you tryna spend?
get the f+ck out my face, you got less than ten
u+haul pullin’ up, bro, back ’em in
[verse 3: allstar lee]
just touched down at the airport, landed right in oakland (i’m here)
the pounds cheap as h+ll, so let’s put some plays in motion (the situation)
top+shelf marijuana, all these n+ggas smokin’
loud hit you like topside, this sh+t gon’ have you dozin’ (strong hittin’)
detroit n+gga, dz play the buffs in any state (the buffs)
plugged in with heavy weight, feel like curry in the bay (you know)
free my brother pole, bro, i wish that you could see this sh+t (free pole, come on)
you see the clique, we be legit, just bumped into b+legit (true story)
let me shoot to hollywood, my cali plug in a bentley
whatever i buy, he frontin’, my hustle legendary (come on)
catch me on the west coast tryna get rich like philthy (what up, bro?)
chillin’ with the real n+ggas, this sh+t feel like the city (i swear to god)
detroit to cali, plug with yay in san francisco (peroid)
make bands off my flip phone, that’s ’cause my plug ship loads (‘bows)
when i’m in la, i just kick it with this one ho
f+ckin’ with them ‘bows, i brung palm trees to brightmoor, crumb

[chorus: fmb dz]
put them b+tches on the boat or we’ll fly ’em in
you know we get ’em for the low ’cause we tied in
them b+tches took the first package, we gon’ try again
i’ll pay a lil’ extra just to drive ’em in (da realest)
from the d to the bay, b+tch, we locked in
dog said they on the way, what you tryna spend?
get the f+ck out my face, you got less than ten
u+haul pullin’ up, bro, back ’em in
[verse 4: peezy]
get the f+ck out my face, you got less than ten (broke n+gga)
keep a check on me, i don’t carry sh+t less than ten (yeah)
put a hundred racks on the ‘gram, tell ’em caption this (yeah)
death to all haters, yeah, p+ssy n+gga, rest in p+ss (rest in p+ss)
let’s play truth or dare, i dare a n+gga try me (boy)
k!llers love me, behind peezy, they’ll catch a body (i swear to god)
put the molly in the b+tch drink like i’m bill cosby (huh?)
boss man, b+tch, you need a job, i can get you hired (work)
get the work so cheap, i make my own prices (yeah)
talkin’ on the phone with these n+ggas, you might get indicted
how the f+ck you ball and that’s a rental, you ain’t got the title?
if i’m in a rental, i got bags, finna overnight it (turnaround)
u+haul pullin’ up, but we ain’t movin’, though
d+ck+riding n+ggas act worse than these groupie hoes (these n+ggas)
freshest fat n+gga in the city, gucci head to toe (fresh)
i won’t shake a p+ssy n+gga hand if i know he told (p+ssy)

- philthy rich peezy lyrics

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