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showjoe - tour de france lyrics

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[intro]
oh, woah
woah, woah

[chorus]
i ain’t worried ’bout these n+ggas (yeah)
i’m just worried ’bout the bands (yeah, yeah)
i would never wanna be like these n+ggas, i’m pretty content with the man i am (yeah)
some of these boys gettin’ out of hand
he giving off energy, they gettin’ fans
rap n+ggas trash, these n+ggas are scams
you’ll never catch me with none again
d+mn, i need the check ‘fore i land
pants, they came in straight from j+pan
man, that he don’t know his b+tch ran
i hit that lil’ b+tch and her friend
she ridin’ me like it was tourin’ de france
i just hit that b+tch while she was wearin’ my brand
she must’ve got my band from that other man
she tellin’ me not to tell him in advance

[verse]
[?] (yeah, woo)
d+mn, flexin’ on n+ggas just because i can
hang with some n+ggas that spray out the van
ran from the feds, it was part of the plan
free my young n+gga that’s locked in the can
can, can, can, can, can
free my young n+gga that’s locked in the can
we gon’ be up, that’s a fact (that’s a fact)
skinny n+gga, pockets fat
always been the one to [?] a lil’ n+gga
never been the one to chat
run up the stats, run up the stats
i [?] in the front and i [?] in the back
had to pay twice, can’t believe where i’m at
young n+gga winnin’, the reason they mad
cap, sh+t
cash, i got it fast
bags, i get them back
lights, camera, they flash
that boy came up from the suburbs
so why he totin’ the [?]?
these n+ggas hang ’round each other like [?]
goin’ around the town, can’t go out sad
[chorus]
i ain’t worried ’bout these n+ggas (yeah)
i’m just worried ’bout the bands (yeah, yeah)
i would never wanna be like these n+ggas, i’m pretty content with the man i am (yeah)
some of these boys gettin’ out of hand
he giving off energy, they gettin’ fans
rap n+ggas trash, these n+ggas are scams
you’ll never catch me with none again
d+mn, i need the check ‘fore i land
pants, they came in straight from j+pan
man, that he don’t know his b+tch ran
i hit that lil’ b+tch and her friend
she ridin’ me like it was tourin’ de france
i just hit that b+tch while she was wearin’ my brand
she must’ve got my band from that other man
she tellin’ me not to tell him in advance



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