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raq baby - crazy ass nigga lyrics

[chorus]
never get tired of riding this fast sh+t’ told em the cat was fast as h+ll he got in that b+tch, and almost crashed it
auto pilot f+cking this b+tch in the back in the tesla doin the dash in it
gotta lotta bodies so if you want me dead then cmon n+gga’ come crash then
broke+ah p+ssy n+gga onnat ion carry cash+sh+t
yeen gotta cap for none these hoes, you ain’t in yo bag b+tch
really been wantin to hit that hoe i heard that p+ssy nasty
ap rose gold, no chain’ ian want to be to flashy

[verse]
and don’t call me about that n+gga’ he dead now
don’t cap like yeen say none of that sh+t
we heard what you said now
use to ain’t taking my medicine b+tch’ i’m on h+lla meds now
if 12 start shootin they gun at mе, i’ma run the f+ckin’ feds down
sent thеy diss’ we hot , where they do that, where you get that from?
tryna show that bl!ck to much, n+gga who you shoot at?, where you get that gun
he cappin bout all them drills, n+gga yeen do that’ you ain get that done
caught em lacking with his jr. , why you do that?, finna k!ll ya son
tired of these n+ggas in that fake beef sh+t
f+cked his bm p+ssy wasn’t talm bout none, but i love the way she eat d+ck
when i was done i sent her back, i know that he sick
want me to stand you with no scram, p+ssy if you tender you can keep it
only for 1 night i don’t want yo hoe boy
we up on that score boy
up in that field so y’ know my glizzy tuck fasho boy
dont try this sh+t, better start acting like you know boy
and n+gga i ain’t gotta warrant for sh+t i’m having racks and that’s fasho boy
huh, walking round with big sh+t
we like 50 deep
tried rob and heard a grrtl─, he ain’t getting sh+t from me
caught me with another b+tch, i know this hoe gettin sick of me
put belt+to+ass all by myself ion need no n+gga to blitz for me
play you lay, you crazy ass n+gga
let’s go bank+for+bank or glock+for+glock you f+ckin baby+ass n+gga
d+ck+ridin them boys so they can save you ass+n+gga
trap ain never had no motion, stop cappin lazy+ass n+gga (huh)
[verse#2]
every n+gga gon’ die for steady cappin in them post
he thought his hoe got outta there boy you ain even faster then yo hoe
spent 3 thousand on this sh+t b+tch don’t keep asking bout my coat
sucking the bros up in the spot n+gga don’t keep asking bout that hoe (this what we gon’ make her do)

[outro]
shake that ass b+tch
i ain’t no average n+gga’ i’m having h+lla cabbage
had that hoe inna ball and ian even smash
you done sucked a million d+cks ain’t none about you classy

- raq baby lyrics

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