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rmc mike - fifty shades lyrics

[intro: rmc mike]
(reuel, stop playin’ with these n+ggas)
b+tch

[verse 1: rmc mike]
i’ll turn your b+tch into a freak, fifty shades of grey
and she suck my d+ck with no t++th, kinda make my day
when it come to talkin’ sh+t on beats, boy, we paved the way
dropped a four in a two liter and it made an eight
f+cked my n+gga b+tch and got her pregnant, should’ve made me wait
dogged that lil’ b+tch five times and i made her g+y
thirty in this glock and baby ghost brought the baby k
sixty on that b+tch, we’ll drop ninety broad day

[verse 2: baby ghost]
baby drac’ and the trigger is my magic b+tton
make you disappear like criss angel if i tap that b+tton
almost shot a n+gga in the mall, but bro sn+tched it from us
ten milli’ shеlls the same size as a chickеn nugget
and we got chops the same size as your big+ass uncle
so if you try to run up, we won’t have to jump you
leave a lot of holes in your body like acupuncture
and we got glocks the same size as your infant cousin

[verse 3: rmc mike]
i’m the type to run up in your crib and kidnap that f+cker
ayy, then hold his lil’ ass up for ransom
this sh+t real life, my mama told me i could tax ’em
i told him bring a hundred thousand, n+gga, you can have ’em
[verse 4: grindhard e]
left the crib a couple days, how the trap still slappin’?
f+ck fashion, me and my b+tch hustle matchin’
i’m in the studio right now and my phone still slappin’
anything you come and get from me, just know i’m taxin’
i got a white boy that spin comin’ from alaska
i got glass pint of red and one in the plastic
if you try to buy some drank, then you gotta match it
i don’t even wanna sell it, ’cause i got a habit

[verse 5: baby ghost]
i’ll get a n+gga touched like ipad tablet
last night, i almost stretched a n+gga in my auntie magnum
if you catch me out without my glock, then big bro gon’ stab you
i’ll come to the funeral, flip your casket
then hit you with some shots, do your body badly
plug say he got a cookie crop, i’m finna fly to cali
i took a xan’ and blanked out and almost shot my daddy
i almost popped my b+tch too ’cause she tried to grab me

[verse 6: rmc mike]
i’m two for two with this glock, i deserve a grammy
i almost fell out with my n+gga ’cause i served his granny
got the best dope in the city and that’s word to auntie
she said, “don’t smoke it all at once, ’cause this sh+t dangerous”
i got a hundred on that k, ain’t no need for aimin’
this b+tch brain so good, ain’t no need for thinkin’
but she really need to thank me
’cause i stopped f+ckin’ with her sister and servin’ her auntie
[verse 7: grindhard e]
auntie and uncle spinnin’ hard, but i gave ’em to a+lee
set the play down on cuz, now he gotta pay me
i can’t vouch for your cookie if it ain’t jc
i poured a six in this pop, now it gotta face me
d+mn, now i’m feelin’ lazy
i got a glock 26, this b+tch like a baby
identical to a .380
i got a lil’ n+gga that’ll k!ll you for like three eighthies
i get drank outta keith haven
i got some real ahk n+ggas that don’t eat bacon
i got some real crackheads that love freebases
and i got a lil’ n+gga that’ll k!ll you that got adhd

[verse 8: baby ghost]
i know a n+gga that’ll k!ll you for a playstation
then go and k!ll the witness before they start investigatin’
poke a n+gga three times and leave him on a respirator
some people seen it next door, d+mn, i gotta stretch the neighbors

[verse 9: rmc mike]
lil’ bro, i’m tryna stretch somethin’ too
e just poured up some drank, we finna stretch a deuce
lil’ b+tch called my phone, said she stressin’ too
another n+gga on the other line, he talkin’ reckless too
me and e finna stretch him too
i got a .50 cal rifle i need help to use
f+ck that lil’ b+tch in the 6, now she rappin’ too
now i’m lookin’ at this b+tch different since she next to you
[outro]
(reuel, stop playin’ with these n+ggas)

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