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rxknephew - pat us down lyrics

if you love me baby, set your ex up
tell him you love him, you wanna spend time
i’mma pop out the cut with that muhf+ckin 9
i’mma tie his ass up, i’mma rob him blind
if you love me baby, let me trap out your house
let me hide my guns, cook crack at your house
don’t you ever look another man in his eyes
let him look at the floor ’till i tell you it’s time
aunty told me i move like my granddad
walk in that b+tch with the swag of a pimp
b+tch sell crack tryna buy new tits
b+tch sniff more coke than orlando brown
b+tch think she smart but she dumb like raven simone
might paint the audi two paint tone
jump out that b+tch like tuff tone
i told my b+tch “if you don’t trap, you on your own”
my b+tch told me she love me
she’ll even set her uncle up
count the money, wrap them bundles up
12 come, baby muzzle up
i taught my baby how to shoot the k
she point it while i pat a n+gga down
i feel like juice when he was coogi down
i feel like future, pistol robin down
big perc on me like i’m papi
they wanna rob who? not me
think i got mob ties with the ahkis
big ass gun size of human body
i told my b+tch we gone rob the whole town
you’ll die first like that movie with chris brown
my glock is massive, got me off the ground
i hit a stain, think i’m bobby brown
my b+tch had me vacuum seal 17 pounds
she say if 12 kick the door then she gone hold it down
it all started when she let me sell crack out her house
she take 10 hour drives with me down south
meet the plug, come back with the motherload
herron sleeves, she like “what are those?”
she watching them ? when i’m at the store
cocaine residue f+cking up my clothes
for my birthday she bought me ?
she watched aunty white play with her nose
when i’m on the boot, anything goes
f+ck you in the trap, walking round in the room
she came to me like “baby, i got a l!ck
my cousin came back from his virginia trip
he told me if i know anybody who want bricks
right now he got ’bout five or six”
left the work on the stove, jumped up, grabbed my stick
told her “call that n+gga and them you want six”
she say “he gone trust me ’cause i’m like his sis”
in my mind i’m like “this b+tch the sh+t”
he pulled up around 5:10
got to the passenger door, he let me in
let his ass see a little 2 50 bands
he think his ass finna hit a l!ck
reached in my pocket, came out with that f&n
don’t move if you ever wanna breathe again
at the driver side, that’s my b+tch
to your head, holding a big ass stick
he like “godd+mn cuz, you like my sis”
she like “i don’t give a f+ck, it is what it is”
she know i was down bad on my d+ck
now i buy her chanel and givenchy sh+t
real trap n+gga, started from a nit
now you can pack your bags and take a trip
f+ck them hoes, baby you the sh+t
don’t worry about them b+tches, don’t even trip

- rxknephew lyrics

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