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sahbabii - can't handle it lyrics

[pre-chorus: sahbabii]
pistol to his face, you can’t handle it
glock up on my waist, extended clip
and my goons they go handle it
and my goons they go handle it
i got your b-tch up in the back and she taking d-ck
i nutted on her lip then i k!lled that b-tch
best believe i let that chopper rip
ak47, call of duty grip

[chrous: sahbabii]
pistol to his face, you can’t handle it
glock up on my waist, extended clip
and my goons they gon’ handle it
and my goons they gon’ handle it
i got your b-tch up in the back taking all the d-ck
i nutted on her lip then i k!lled that b-tch
’cause my n-gg-s on that goon sh-t
’cause my n-gg-s on that goon sh-t

[verse 1: sahbabii]
y’all ain’t gang banging sh-t
y’all ain’t gang banging sh-t
you p-ssy motherf-ckers can’t handle it
glock up on my waist, extended clip
n-gg-s talking sh-t got tied up
ran up in my face got fried up
i shot him with the k blew his mind up
yo b-tch up on the floor giving mind up
yo b-tch known for that d-ck sucking
yo b-tch known for that d-ck choking
and my n-gg-s long stroking
and my n-gg-s long stroking
you p-ssy motherf-ckers can’t see me, even if a n-gg- was in 3d
i’m popping out this b-tch, van just pulled up and i’m popping out that b-tch

[chorus: sahbabii]
pistol to his face, you can’t handle it
glock up on my waist, extended clip
and my goons they go handle it
and my goons they go handle it
i got your b-tch up in the back and she taking d-ck
i nutted on her lip then i k!lled that b-tch
’cause my n-gg-s on that goon sh-t
’cause my n-gg-s on that goon sh-t

[verse 2: twan da don]
i told lil partner hit my line and i’m gon’ handle that
pull up in something random black and burn him like some candle wax
dismantle cats who don’t think trying me is a gamble
that’s not the case at all, i leave you lumped up like a camel’s back
i been on that goon sh-t since day one and still live
bipolar chopper it will flip out on you real quick
7 rounds will make you lose 7 pounds like real smith
wrap you up and live you under a tree like a real gift
i got your b-tch up in the back doing everything thang
she f-cked my whole squad, so she did everythang
i got her wrapped around my finger like a wedding ring
so that mean she do everything i say ’cause i don’t play no games

- sahbabii lyrics

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