semi homie - free car lyrics
[intro]
(yo hustle)
([?])
[verse: semi homie & keezy banks]
[?]
every time i call her she bringing my [?]
my face card rorbbing she be liking that sh+t
told her “sliming out n+ggas that’s the way to get rich”
put this chain round her neck that a n+gga got robbed for
rp ten we done f+cked up the headboard
told her “nah boo, i can’t mix this perc’ with no liquor”
she started f+cking on homie her life got litter
i’m the one i ain’t bringing no b+tches up
i wanna know if this n+gga gonna buy me a switch
you f+cking with me then you gotta get rid of that b+tch
you gave that sh+t up then you can’t say we stole it
i’m really up, my pockets be lеaking out tokens
i’m making sh+t clear make an opp b+tch focus
b+tch you a bum, that p+ssy ain’t motion
i’m making sh+t clеar make an opp b+tch focus
[?] n+gga ain’t nothing he [?] that n+gga on the don’t front list
i’m really working your b+tch just twerking
she still a brokie that sh+t ain’t working
put her on a group chat we could f+ck her together
boo this saint laurent 1200 a sweater
it’s [?] we f+ck i be changing the weather
[?] every time that we f+ck it get better and better
had to f+ck her like i love her i was tryna get his lo’
made her get in this car she was [?] her [?]
we getting money together this b+tch like my business partner
i had a [?]
she said she got a n+gga i said “i gotta [?]”
[?] when she on some [?]
her n+gga bagged, and that’s how she heard of this
i get a b+tch shot in here
i make it seem like the b+tch was never there
if he tell me to drive then i’m driving
if i got a glock why the f+ck would i hide?
“keezy you cute why the f+ck is you rapping so hard?”
p+ssy be wet but these b+tches still getting my d+ck hard
we like bonnie and clyde ain’t no need for no bodyguard
i don’t know what it is, but it’s something ’bout n+ggas that be in them free cars
it’s something ’bout a b+tch that be playing their role
she got flew out she was playing her role
real top+notch b+tch on a flight with them loads
put ten in her bag i was walking with twenty
my g22 she wanna be my g20
we walking with drac’s, this lifestyle different
these amiris a thousand b+tch watch how you spend
if it’s smoke with your b+tch then i get in the street with her
she probably mad ’cause my bag bigger
she ain’t on sh+t if you can’t get a bag with her
look at this b+tch why the f+ck would i get in your sheets with her?
when we f+cking like making a beat n+gga
we like bonnie and clyde ain’t no need for no bodyguard
i don’t know what iti don’t know what it is, but it’s something ’bout them n+ggas that be in them free cars
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