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rappin’ mitch - bingo [curt roca mix] lyrics

[intro]
man it’s all about living well (right)
n+ggas wanna wavy my energy though
break apart my stones (word)
d+mn

[verse 1]
man this that cake, came in with the dope
hit hard like ray, when he came with the coke
when he came with the floaters, old school on skates
paper thicker than a folder, just dropped last may
whole ep. kobe me
didn’t need no team, didn’t need no league
back to back, sessions only, lil’ n+gga we didn’t need no sleep
four days g., word to me, lil’ n+gga we didn’t need no week
man this that bet, came in with the flex, no cap like dread
when he came with the (shhhh)
too many shooters
diamonds in the face, too many boogers
whipping up the base, la dodgers
whipping up the hard like ain’t a n+gga harder
problem child n+gga yea yeah i’m a problem
dripping on the scene like a open bottle water
dababy run the city now that’s cool i’m a jogger
i ain’t no hater f+ck n+gga
all my n+gga’s player plus n+ggas
gucci sweatpants with the sweaters
sl!ck rick chains on my dresser
gotta wear a hundred cause i’m extra
rappin’ mitch merch on me n+gga
rappin’ mitch merch on me n+gga
rappin’ mitch merch on my n+ggas
rolling with the hitters
ain’t much changed since high school n+gga
got a little bigger, move to a., green slushy in the blender
trying to shake the weight, n+gga shake
[hook]
turn that up
just that beat though
i don’t wanna hear the lyrics
mother f+ck a single
these rappers can’t rap kid
they ain’t worth lingo
give it all back to me
watch me bingo

[verse 2]
man this that cake, came in with the smoke +coughing+
twenty packs each day, nate came with the choke
when he came with the holdup
neighborhood kenya go the roll ups
al cut fades, t++zy made plays
my mama gave praise, her son whip waves, joe sell yah
tweet hate a n+gga cause a n+gga never stay
what can a n+gga say
trying to be a better n+gga each and every day
eight ball in the sock draw, weed on the kitchen counter
bullets in the automatic
chopper riding digital eliminate the static
k!ll ’em all for practice
n+ggas wearing mask all march, march madness
fish+scale in my big vein, pisces, i was born in the wrong month
trying hard just to maintain, wendy’s number six and a fruit punch
label tried to sign a n+gga, guess the n+gga didn’t have enough
i ain’t even tripping n+gga, shoe tied, can’t recollect a fall took
whip game athletic, sports cars ever year
big old engine in it, that’s metal on the metal gear
mother f+ck a hater n+gga r.i.p. forever kobe
got me feeling like a laker n+gga, can’t a sucker ever cross me
[hook]
turn that up
just that beat though
i don’t wanna hear the lyrics
mother f+ck a single
these rappers can’t rap kid
they ain’t worth lingo
give it all back to me
watch me bingo

[verse 3]
i came with a microwave, leave a potpie cooked
baby face rollie, just a buss down jook
cuz this that cake, came in with the stick
trampoline on me b+tch don’t make me flip
don’t make me tilt
like lil’ n+gga holdup, you can get murdered, like she wrote it
came in with a what’s that
lil’ n+gga tripping who does that
at seventeen maybe eighteen dee had the blue ac
d+mn a n+gga wreck that
my bad n+gga i don’t know if i ever said that
if n+ggas giving credit where the credit at
that’s like a hundred motherf+cking years
godd+mn why you sweating that
f+ck it, came in with no f+cks given
i’m straight off of tuck, ran in the mud
barely had a pot to p+ss in

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