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sha hef - motorolla music 2 lyrics

[verse]
i’m the n-gga who stole christmas from the grinch
f-ck a b-tch cause i’m in it for the pinch, i’m a f-cking prince
skin-graft, never timid ’bout my prints
presidential pack, live behind these presidential tints
these n-ggas chimps, gorilla pimping, excuse my limp
filet mignon with the b-tter shrimp
send smoke signals in the sky
when i’m high i’m bigger than a blimp
the world is mine as i split the pot
catch me floating by on my chariot
dyk- shooter scoop me at the marriott
bodied off the sherm, they both delirious
found it hilarious, told them b-tches tighten up
you got some skama, b-tch, then light it up
heard them p-ssy n-ggas from across the town thinking sh-t is sweet
got the heat, tell me what you thinking
tryna leave them n-ggas stanking
pockets full of franklin, steady mob and heavy banking
stuffing these backwoods, heavy smoke and heavy dranking
i got that automatic going ballistic
thirty sh-lls like f-ck is ballistics, i’m f-cking s-d-stic
f-ck it, i’m twisted, these drugs got me lifted
on my d-ck cause i’m young and i’m gifted, but it’s really nothing
it’s still petty, slap a b-tch if she short my fetti
then beat her boyfriend ’til i see confetti
about to rule the world, i hope you n-ggas ready
cause if you n-ggas not
quickly get you written out the block, get you dropped
too much juice, on la brea, hanging out the coupe
drop a opp, then we drop the roof
my b-tch ugly but my chopper cute, you know i got’s to shoot
two black prost-tutes dressed in black mobster suits
smoking deaf, made my money up off the steps
i don’t know pac but i wish we met
my brother died i just wish he rest, but i’ma hold him down
black market, we control the town

[hook]
keep it cool, i got a trunk full of bodies
20 young n-ggas posted in the lobby, down to take the homi’
you could slide through fronting like a drunk
no billy loves, they gon’ leave a n-gga slumped, let a n-gga front
i back the piece out, scare him and knock his t–th out
then have his b-tch with the skeet mouth, with her cheeks out
it’s half a brick hef, hit a n-gga with the tec and have a n-gga wet
leave the n-gga on the steps

- sha hef lyrics

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