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saiah woes & 808 mafia - midnight in la lyrics

[intro]
hey, fire (808 mafia)
d+mn, i’m out of juice
i need more ammo or we’re goin’ down

[verse 1: saiah woes]
it ain’t no way you could keep up
bands up, bands up, bands up (bands up)
this one only got two seats, no, this not that lamb’ truck (nah, ayy)
i need to fade like boosie, she got ass from atlanta (the real child from drama, hey, hey)
all these white hoes love that 2c, b+tch turn dirty diana (dirty diana)
all my ex+hoes wanna do me, yeah, they know i’m havin’ (what?)
i’m surprised you ain’t new here, n+ggas do all that cappin’ (all that cappin’)
it get cold like january, i’m blowin’ the heat in to feel it (hey)
truth be told, i’m glad you stayed to watch me run racks up (ayy, yeah)

[verse 2: saiah woes]
i like all my hoes with tats and piercings (hey, hey)
ayy, i’m pushin’ ‘bows straight out the kitchen
i ain’t work at sprouts, did all that dealin’
i had to leave the b+tch, it wasn’t no feelings (nah)
if we talkin’ money, then i need a million (i need a million)
we got what you need just like the pavilions
they say, “woes is evil,” nah, i’m just a citizen (i’m just a citizen)
i got better sh+t to do than rap, gotta handle my businesses (handle my businesses)
walk out the bank, you see me laughin’ and joshin’ with benjamins (ayy, yeah)
i had to lock in on the craft, yeah, it came with some enemies

- saiah woes 808 mafia lyrics

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