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saidon - wvsted lyrics

mikey more–

shoot at a n-gg-

run down his patna

boot me up

i got the hands of a boxer

empty the safe

scope on the choppa

cross me n-gg-

i won’t hesi to ball ya

fast with a clap

glock or the cheek

bag on the map

charge a band for a feat

grams ion grab

only asking for p’s

and her n-gg- a stand in

she waiting on me

that fashion i got

it my dry up yoo drip

and since i’m such a baller

i’m guarding the rim

baby attached

side b-tch gon interfere

and if i wanted i get it again

call me the landlord since i’m running homes

and every lick that meet ima use

f-xk on his mama

now i’m the papi

make that lil n-gg- go to his room

beast hit her backend

mark her ahh up now she screaming in accents

lubaton looks with cardia gl-sses

laminate license to k!ll then i p-ss em

each of my n-gg-s you try us we blasting

hunnid 20 while i speed i ain’t fastened

f-ckin with me then it might get you robbed

move and you dead i don’t know how it happen

alibi’s so it won’t get you caught

chef–

i’m a stand up n-gg- two feet down 10 toes where the floor is
your b-tch knees right next to ‘em
you already know where ya hoe is
don’t cry she give everybody brain
she a open mind like my clothes is
he mad he sending shots on twitter
i’m sending mine with a scope lens
the trap a washer machine
got a n-gg- bringing loads in
and if he ain’t on the team
he getting skimped out his tokens
the pack stank yeah it reek
we in here selling halitosis
yeah you n-gg-s got the drip
but i’m dirty dishes, i’m soaking
you see me in the club yeah i’m rolling i’m on everything but some hoe sh-t
yeah a young n-gg- got a lot but that ain’t stopping me from taking yo sh-t
tell a young n-gg- calm
he too caught up in emotions
tell your mama i ain’t playing with her son
stupid b-tch i got my own jit
and don’t you dare forget

- saidon lyrics

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