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pretty v - up! lyrics

two+thousand and seven
bow, bow, bow
(b+b+blackmayo)
seven

turn me up louder
man, i’m on one
made so many hits, you tried to clone some
made enough already, but i’m not done
i’mma stay working ’till the job’s done
man, i stay until there’s no sun
bring some bags, there be loads, tons
and i bring the heat like they cross buns
why she call me dad, when i ain’t got no sons?
never played no baseball, was on home runs, uh
and they love to say, they love to poke fun
they’re the type to laugh at you when the joke’s done
ohh, aye, aye
fry them, overcooked, now they all burned
got these n+gga shook, when they all spun
back to reading books, got them all done
nah i can’t be overlooked, are you on some?
v7, i don’t have to listen to no one
f+ck him up
oi
coming for the necks
you man all sh+t
(?) all dead
crack ’em, uh, aye, aye, bow, uh, oi
coming for your necks, you men are all sh+t
(?) all dead
crack ’em like eggs, uh, uh, uh, uh, oh, aye, aye
coming for your necks, you men are all sh+t
(?) all dead
crack ’em, oh, egg
aye, uh, oh, bow, bow, bow
(b+b+blackmayo)
no, i don’t want a feature
i don’t want a feature, mate
stop asking for the feature
i don’t wanna feature in your tunes mate
f+ckin’ w+nk
f+ck off
seven
bow, bow, bow, bow
jeez

- pretty v lyrics

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