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rubberband og - turn up on em bae lyrics

[intro: rubberband og]
(gfelds on the beat)
yeah

[verse 1: rubberband og]
i’ve been in the trap juggin’, countin’ money all day
know she smilin’, sent her twenty+five hundred on apple pay
young and turnt, good p+ssy, so you know she havin’ her way
i’m a real d boy, so you know i’m havin’ that cake
buy you prada, buy you gucci, louis vuitton, buy you pucci
i don’t know which one wetter, my pint jar or her coochie
gave her twenty bands to pop it on a hatеr, they lookin’ stupid
‘nother ten thousand to turn hеr up, buy her a new booty
i wake up and get this bread, n+ggas wanna see me fed’
if you f+ck another n+gga b+tch, i’ma bust your head
i’ma still chase that f+ckin’ money if i ain’t have no legs
but enough of all that, b+tch gon’ ride me like some pegs

[chorus: rubberband og]
buy you gucci, buy you prada just to turn up on ’em, bae
gave you twenty thousand dollars just to put it in they face
i don’t give a f+ck about them other hoes, they in the way
can’t lie, i love a gangster+ass b+tch, she hold my drac’
[verse 2: big homiie g]
she hold my switch, this b+tch my b+tch, i just like to buy her sh+t
she don’t ask a n+gga for nothin’, this my real life sidekick
she an eater, she a beater, let that b+tch get out of line
she get on some gangster sh+t, won’t tell n0body ’bout the crime
ooh, i like her, i might wife her, but that sh+t gon’ take some time
add ’em too, [?] pretty as f+ck, face card valid, know she fine
me and og, we sharin’ this b+tch, but i be actin’ like she mine
usually i be stiff on b+tches, but it’s somethin’ about this junt
she gon’ cook, she gon’ clean, she gon’ roll her own blunts
she gon’ suck the soul up out of me, that’s what she do for fun
give a gavel like here go a ten, my n+ggas call me dumb
head so fire, i can’t even lie, i guess i’m t+pain from

- rubberband og lyrics

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