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sha mula - ray charles lyrics

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[verse 1]

fly like a b-tterfly
shine like the summertime
n-ggas wanna get money
but they don’t wanna grind
pullin’ up with that rondo
i got that number nine
pocket full of sh-money
them n-ggas are gettin’ none of mine
told my n-ggas stay focused
we gotta get rich
smoke em like a (?)
i got a big zig
pull up with the stick
n-ggas think it’s a big twig
leave a n-gga mouth full of blood
they n-gga lipstick woah
ballin’ like i’m melo
and i got the stick i really think i’m donatello
i ain’t no k!ller but push a n-gga like a pedal
you gon end up in a bag in a box, fruity pebbles
and i got this gold on my neck, like i’m medal
and i got the hoes in my bag feelin’ special
ain’t no compet-tion, my n-ggas been gettin’ better
we gon’ do a n-gga dirty, then clean him up, get him wetter

[bridge]

i be feelin’ like i’m ray charles, to the bullsh-t
always got my hoodie, i’m always up in that hood sh-t
always see me workin’, i’m always doin’ the full shift, i ain’t got no time to worry ’bout no emotions

[verse 2]

b-tch i’m ballin’ i’m the n-gga that you see on the court
they be watchin’ from the sidelines, bleacher report
i’m gon’ take a n-gga b-tch, i’m like a dip and a dunk
i can rip ’em with the grippin’
i can leave ’em apart (i can leave ’em apart)
sh-t, for the record, i can leave a n-gga body-bagged in a second
n-ggas movin op’ and you can p-ss the weapon (yeah)
hit ’em with the rocket i can blast ’em to heaven
sh-t, when i see ’em, put a hole in his body the size of a colosseum
i be sicker than them people that’s carrying gonorrhea
i’m the n-gga that be stuck in the trap and then got a re-up whoa whoa

[chorus]

yeah (yeah)
see the way i be grindin’, they gotta give me my cheque (yeah)
see the way i be grindin’, they gotta give me respect (yeah)
n-ggas hatin’ on me and i got a b-tch in my bag (yeah)
n-ggas ain’t gettin money, i know them n-ggas upset (yeah)
see the way i be grindin’, they gotta give me my cheque (gimme my cheque ye- yeah)
see the way i be grindin’, they gotta give me respect (gimme my respect)
n-ggas hatin’ on me and i got a b-tch in my bag (yeah)
n-ggas ain’t gettin money, i know them n-ggas upset



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