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prse – cmon lyrics

uh, i don’t show no love
yeah, i count it up
b+tch i smoked a zip i’m high as f+ck
(eh, uh)
i sell the pack i’m on
hit from the back i’m on
i got the racks c’mon
i got the racks c’mon

yeah, uh c’mon
b+tch i’m up, yeah c’mon
uh, i stack it up some more
uh, i hit it once i’m gone
yeah c’mon, uh c’mon
i see the p+ssy, the thong
my choppa singin’, hitting his lung
i got a b+tch from new york, the north

yeah, oh yeah
i made a song and i’m up, c’mon
pull back her hair when i f+ck
yeah, i don’t be giving no f+cks on god
uh, yeah porsche carrera i’m gone
oh yeah, i hope i’m scaring them off
uh, f+cking that b+tch to my song
yeah, and i told her
i don’t f+ck with you no more
cause’ i been on that timing
f+ck with n0body at all
yeah, don’t pick up her call
i stack my money so tall
yeah, i’m sippin’ lean thеn we fall
b+tch c’mon, uh c’mon

uh, i don’t show no love
yeah, i count it up
b+tch i smokеd a zip i’m high as f+ck
(eh, uh)
i sell the pack i’m on
hit from the back i’m on
i got the racks c’mon
i got the racks c’mon

(yeah c’mon, uh c’mon)
(yeah c’mon, uh c’mon)
(yeah c’mon, uh c’mon)

- prse lyrics

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