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sada baby – bolumbus day lyrics

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[intro]
ain’t no n-gga out here like me, ay!
(h-lluva made this beat baby)

[verse]
ain’t no n-gga out here like me, not one
only mothaf-cka thang like me is my gun
let off fire, get to smokin’ everytime a n-gga done
crack a pint in my night, its the eastside
dat day one b-tch i care for
i protect my feelings be careful (huh)
i be howlin’ at the moon like a werewolf (ay)
i walk a n-gga down while i’m barefoot
got the brand new yeezy boosts, b-tch these my conceited shoes
no i never needed you, you can wait to see it through
i was out here leaving school, i was barely eating food
put that powder on a spoon, don’t inhale none of them fumes
i had drug dealers tools, i ain’t hang around no fools
my bandanna made me bool, my great nana gave me a ruger
cuttin’ up while she cookin and yo b-tch keep lookin
bookin at her bio for nothin’
i’m on wyo and somethin’, trying to get my cliola somethin’
i dont know why hoes be frontin? im the most honest n-gga
try me get smoke out me, n-gga, you know i bring hoe out the n-gga
how we go bout it, n-gga, push the dope out it, n-gga
if i get the trap house, i get the most out it, n-gga
i ain’t never had love for no both sided n-gga
put that beam on his nose, he a cross eyed-ed n-gga
blew his face off, he a close casket n-gga
he only doing drama films, he a no action n-gga (ay)
ice all on a skuba, im a young flashy n-gga
choppa got the attachments from go gadget, n-gga (huh)
i got it now, you use to have it, he jelly, aye
band aid all under his eye, like he nelly, aye
yo b-tch tiffany haddish, she ready, aye
i took a selfy with that hoe, me baddie, aye (uh)
? seen me getting busy, workin’ while im workin’
he know skuba get it in off perks and purpin’
home games be the best, my turf got burners
any n-gga disrespect me is worth that murder
hold a 50 round with much concern, you gon’ f-ckin’ learn
choppa on this b-tch and make her squirm, well i leave the ?
we gon leave em straighter then a perm and we let it burn
take my time to think of better words, rush em for the birds
we be really trappin on the first, they rushin to curb
i been selling syr’ on ? baby thats my word
told you skuba steve ain’t no curry, n-gga i conquer
pull up n coordinate then, bang, n-gga in a concussion
i feel like columbus, i was in in this b-tch when it was nothing
b-tches ain’t about nothin, always got they hand out for somethin
skuba steve get the runnin from them b-tches, never ran from no n-gga
can’t stand no n-gga, sauce it down, shoot cans through n-ggas (huh)



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