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saudi tae - colors lyrics

-intro-
(they watch like they forgot the time)
aye, they watch like they forgot the time
b-tch slow down forgot the line
got it back i’m off 4 lines
n-gga i ain’t talkin’ white

they watch like they forgot the time
b-tch slow down forgot the line
got it back i’m off 4 lines
n-gga i ain’t talkin’ white
sippin’ purple, smokin green dope
countin blue cheese, make me gleam hoe
flexin’ b-tch don’t got a reason
flexin call it taeski season x2

yeah i do this every day hoe
only want face, don’t know who told you to lay hoe
see em watchin’ so i know, that i gotta lay low
say she wanna build wit’ me jus like she a lego
but i jus’ gotta drip on that b-tch like she a eggo
after she already know, that i gotta eggo
wet yo b-tch up like melo
these n-ggas ain’t no fellow, you get it?
that cash sh-t, i’m wit’ it
that fast sh-t, i spend it
big kush cloud when i lit it
that b-tch say that i wet it
that b-tch eat d-ck, she want seconds
whole team we eat, we want seconds
do it by myself, don’t need reference
take blue cheese for the dressin’
be countin alla my blessings
be countin alla my blessings
you chasin’ hoes and you stressin’
i’m countin’ up don’t regret it
smoke green dope, that sh-t relish
wake up, the motto’s “letsget-t”
buy it off you know we don’t rent it
yo b-tch she know i can hit it, see me flexin’, hate to admit it
with this saudi sh-t it’s no limits

-saudi birdman-

gingerbread man (ughhh) i swea’ they can’t touch me
sean michaels flow i swea’ alla girls love me
lovin’ onna money, lovin’ the valour bunny
satin of sauce, she get chills when she touch me
stay to myself, keep all that trouble runnin’
ain’t comin’ how i’m comin’ cus’ you out here tryna stunt it
ain’t comin’ how i’m comin’ cus’ you comin wit nothin’
don’t bring it to my table please don’t bring it to my table
i’ll rather eat alone, don’t think the table too stable
all eyes on me, bird watch betta’ then cable
do what i want and you do what you can do
n-ggas backstabbin’ like cain and abel
boys tellin’ stories yea’ i see they spreadin’ fables
he jus want the life, want me to put him on a payroll
get it wit’ my blood bro’s cus’ you can’t replace those
stopped f-ckin’ wit’ b-tch n-ggas, god why u make those?

- saudi tae lyrics

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