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semi homie - bodies win wars lyrics

[intro]
uh, uh, on the men (hey make me a beat kid)
uh, they know what i’m on (yo hustle)
uh, they know how i’m coming
uh, they know they ain’t nothing
uh
uh (turn me up juu)

[verse]
uh, we come different you better go ask ’em
been bending the sh+t out their rip in the same mask
we ain’t f+cking them b+tches no more they [?]
really sit on your spot like a motherf+cking spy
and we telling the truth n+gga bodies win wars
that money just play a big part in this sh+t
you ain’t got multiple spots you ain’t gon’ make it that’s facts
i could lose it all today in the mall i’ll be back
i could go on thеir rip every time i gеt thrown off
i took him down every time he hear my song he get thrown off
b+tch i’m off this rp you better take your clothes off
them n+ggas ain’t sh+t like me i be living by them old laws
one thing about me i don’t be reopen no bonds
gun with a big homie if they gave him a bone
i got to double back can’t lie her head bomb
when you under that pressure you got to stay calm
two takedowns in a month good business
can’t cap it’s jhi hard to find good business
we’ll make your life hard you try to spin [?]
[?] lil’ bro you a broke+ass n+gga
they flashing two thousand spent that in amiri
go read about it n+gga you could ask siri
they need to free plank n+gga real steph curry
i been under that pressure i ain’t never been scary
i’m with jai, we going through hop in any car
i’m a young thousandaire i’m talking ’bout over twenty
that sh+t under five it really don’t count
bro pushing them p’s he want fifty an ounce
i know some low+class b+tches want a hundred to f+ck
this b+tch can’t get off my d+ck starting to think that she stuck
i’m putting my niece in her place if she cuss
that n+gga going to a whole ‘nother place if he buck
i be jamming my b+tch say i’m doing too much
i stay with a glock i’m related to glocks
bro really got busy gave a f+ck ’bout that fox
i’m f+cking with trale i ain’t wake up ’til [?] like one o’clock
if they free the men right now sh+t get hectic
b+tch i’m ’bout cut you off since you want to be extra
i’ma k!ll you, so all of that capping i don’t let you
you down+bad+ass n+ggas will never be on my level
uh, b+tch this sh+t that i’m wearing ain’t cheap
she was sweet i paid for her lil’ hair and her feet
tryna chase down a n+gga put his life on e
we was f+cking for three hours it’s hard to forget me
catch him with his b+tch no sympathy she get it
we hitting at b+tches give a f+ck ’bout no b+tches
we still hop out give a f+ck ’bout no cameras
bro hop out and drove and plus he was jamming (on the men)

- semi homie lyrics

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