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pnv jay - yes (remix) lyrics

rakes up fakes down p-ssy n-gga tried to get away and he got chased down
they keep confusing me cause all i hear is hate sounds acting like they wasn’t on my d-ck but how it taste now?
any b-tches you get me get to cooking like a steak house once i started realizing real i had to change routes
and who these b-tches moving all boujee like they ain’t break mouth
he trippin and slippin we catch him clip him now he laced out
straight blue hunneds big bag know we stay long i been trying hard just to stay calm
he acting tuff till a n-gga get his face ponged lazer with a drum let em sing like trey songz
instead of support these n-ggas rather put you down leave a n-gga face swiss cheese on the fully sound
bi-bi-big dog pull up with nun but bullies round speakers dumpin all in the v you hear how good it sound
found my own route i had to take the right lane brand new drop dummin out the strips no bike lane
head crack 4 5 6 like a dice game make some real hitters come and hit you for some light change
n-ggas talk like they hot and what they did and they got and overrall they really not them n-ggas f-cking popped they tried to hit yah lil thot if she ain’t suckin c-ck straight drip mud in the cup im rolling off the wap if you ain’t got no money n-gga how you sending shots feens hit you for a lil perk n-gga they 10 to pop
go and get the gwuap you know me and how my n-ggas rock yah manz died you ain’t do nun but go and bend ah block
10 on em 20 on em another 30 on em let a n-gga move how we move dirty on em oouuwap hit the bop too st-rdy on em if a n-gga want beef we bring it like a jerky on em
they keep beggin and beggin to have mercy on em we put numbers on yo back no jersey on em
i spin ethia flow coldlike turkey on em shootas will pull up and pop his -ss no perky on em
keep going my n-gga im never giving up wonder when the cuzzo coming home he still sitting up
16 with big dreams doing big things only really live one life ima live it up
that acorn real tech ima sip it up you ain’t got no bag my n-gga go get yah digits up and if a n-gga ever fall ima pick it up moving like he flexin on the gang till we stick em up
rakes up fakes down p-ssy n-gga tried to get away and he got chased down
they keep confusing me cause all i hear is hate sounds acting like they wasn’t on my d-ck but how it taste now

- pnv jay lyrics

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