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royalblck - check yaself lyrics

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all ya n-gg-s hating
need a check yaself
if u ain’t about this money
go and check yaself
ya boi talking sh-t
tell em check himself
b-tch get outta like
tell her check herself

low-key you hear the base jumping
we getting lit
it’s f-ck you if the jakes coming
you ain’t knocking hard enough
go and break something
you run in acting stiff
we gone shake something
my n-gg-s with the sh-ts
they gone take something
if your b-tch down to f-ck
tell her say something
ooou she a stripper
tell her shake that -ss
ooou she ain’t a stripper
f-ck it shake it fast
d-mn
god d-mn
almost lost track
on the dance floor
i hit it from the back
b-tch act too conceited
p-ssy prolly wack
dampness on my jeans
she already wet
take her to the telly
you know ima flex
more hoes wanna f-ck me
when im blowing stacks
wait
i come from the grind
strapped wit the nine
wait
do this every time
man down
if i ain’t feeling the vibe
yeah f-ck a v.i.p
baby buss a move
heard you got a twin
dont you make me choose
know you gotta man he ain’t gotta clue
just let me know what you tryna do

all ya n-gg-s hating
need a check yaself
if you ain’t about this money
go and check yaself
ya boi talking sh-t
tell em check himself
b-tch get out of line
tell her check herself
pull up with the strap
better check yaself
end up getting clapped if you dont check yaself
better check yaself
go and check yaself
need a check yaself
go and check yaself
ya boi talking sh-t tell em check himself
b-tch get out of line tell her check herself
pull up with the strap
better check yaself
end up getting clapped if you dont check yaself

yeah we be in the streets when the road calls
they say you can teach a new trick
to old dogs
i be blowing that gas to a whole fog
f-ck a gram model
i got bad b-tches on my top spot
ya not hot
all them n-gg-s that fronted on me
they got shot
when it comes to that paper trail
do not flop
these n-gg-s ain’t nothing like me
ya can’t rock
had the game by the ankle lock
ken shamrock
ya got lucky stacking all this green
a shamrock
can’t knock a real n-gg- off his grind
it won’t stop
b-tches all love me for a reason
why not

all ya n-gg-s hating
need a check yaself
if you ain’t about this money
go and check yaself
ya boi talking sh-t
tell em check himself
b-tch get out of line
tell her check herself
pull up with the strap
better check yaself
end up getting clapped if you dont check yaself
need a check yaself
go and check yaself
better check yaself
go and check yaself
ya boi talking sh-t tell em check himself
b-tch get out of line tell her check herself
pull up with the strap
better check yaself
end up getting clapped if you dont check yaself



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