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qua trues - act right lyrics

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(hook)
monday
i might throw on da loubs

mixed designers
like a artist, i’m loose

she f++c+d me
off a sip of da goose

couldive did
the canadian goose

but i did monclare
i got the juice

if i pull it out
it gotta be used

that’s why i won’t even
show
my homies my tool

i like to rap but i am not rap dude

(verse 1)
it’s no cap in my rap, don’t be fooled

you either with us or n+gga u food

he was plotting but i still played it cool

this kel tec ah force me to be cruel

dissing da bros
you ain’t learn da rules

when this tec bus
it’ll take you to school

diamonds wet
make thеse lil ho+s drool

me & jo
make thеm lil ho+s choose

told ron stay low key
__
that’s why we locked in
that back door only open
__
when you exit

this street sh!t so relishing
uh

street gave issues, i settled it
uhh

she wanna argue, it’s irrelevant
uh

won’t cuff a wh0re, i’m not settling
uh

keep on drippn+drippn+drippn dripp+nnn

like a foset

can’t keep these lil freaky b+++++s
up off me

my b++++h know that ima doggy

now she want a bag
that sh+t got costing

trapping state to state
get + n exhausting

chicken stay on me
i don’t like flossing

it + cost + to + be + a + boss

she f++c+d another n+gga
then called me a dawg

her friend hopped on my d++k
like a frog

these b+++++s love me
cause i do not fraud

she f++c+d another n+gga
_
say he made her feel good

i f++c+d on her cousin
_
cus it made me feel better

i gave her da look than she got wetter

chain to icey, i changed up the weather

put my b+lls in her box like mayweather

took her on a trip now she think we was together

trapped in versace’s
da grey patent leather

we won’t struggle
as long as we got each other

the love i got for da bros
u can’t measure

you ain’t really stepping, steps sound like feathers

(hook)

monday i might throw on da loubs

mixed designers like a artist, i’m loose

she f++c+d me off a sip of da goose

couldive did the canadian goose

but i did monclare
i got the juice

if i pull it out it gotta be used

i won’t even show my homies my tool

i like to rap but i am not rap dude

(verse 2)
snap in da booth quick

call quan
_
he get ruthless

sneak diss me
_
that’s foolish

say you love me
_
but you moodish

my ex’s love me
_
i’m da coolest

f++k any b+tch
_
i’m da smoothest

f++c+d all night
_
now she juiceless

berks street
_
we a movement

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