shunie - right there lyrics
[intro]
ngb for life
doug the g*nius?
ngb for life
burna mac on the boards ho?
[hook]
i should put a hook right there
made ya b-tch look right there
real trapper? he gon cook right there
too much paper issa book right there
i just made a hook right there
n-gg-s hate but they gon look right there
he a b-tch. i see a puss right there
flex and get ya sh-t took right there
right there
right there
right there
right there
right there
right there
right there
right there
[verse 1]
come in this b-tch like piranhas i’m snappin’
i don’t do beats cause i get paid off of rappin’
my n-gg-s back home they can’t move off of cappin’
b-tch let’s get this money. don’t got time for sappin’
b-tch get the f-ck up. don’t got time for nappin’
don’t trust these n-gg-s. these n-gg-s backstabbin’
b-tch i’m so fly, i think i am aladdin
my n-gg-s eat kush, you woulda thought we were addicts
(uh) shunie make the pack do magic
hit stick a n-gg- like madden
said you up next what happened?
rapper weed got me on savage
pull up on yo block straight blastin’
run off on the plug if he taxin’
you said you spit fire. i spit acid
got the booth on fire. i’m a dragon
i just have fun wit these b-tches
i just have fun wit these b-tches
f-ck it up and then i run back up the digits
racks on a n-gg- like t-tties
imma leave my kids on her t-tties
came up the harder way no pity
imma still put my pound first like fetty
can’t wait to put my mama in a bentley
[pre-hook]
ooh shunie. k!ll ’em
uh uh uh yeah!
[hook]
i should put a hook right there
made ya b-tch look right there
real trapper? he gon cook right there
too much paper issa book right there
i just made a hook right there
n-gg-s hate but they gon look right there
he a b-tch. i see a puss right there
flex and get ya sh-t took right there
right there
right there
right there
right there
right there
right there
right there
right there
[post-hook]
ooh shunie k!ll’em
ah ah ah ah
[verse 2]
i came from nothing. i turned into something
this my trap beat and they know my sh-t jumpin’
you smokin on gr-ss. b-tch we roll out the onions
b-tch shut the f-ck up. i’m not with the fussin’
b-tch i’m locked in. i feel like i’m kurt angle
i’m so fly i could die. i am a angel
hole in yo body turn you to a bagel
sippin’ on aunt jemima f-ck the maple
only gon chase the big issue paper
ballin’ like kobe. sign me to the lakers
ain’t worried bout sh-t. i’m ridin wit da [?]
you like my music but act like a hater
i go r-t-rded i go so disabled
b-tches f-ck me. you lame. you gotta rape her
you exposin’ b-tches. she let you tape her
go bananas in the p-ssy. i ape her
chopsticks like asia
ya b-tch t-tties on a-cup
the radio won’t play us
can’t see these haterss like they maced us
[outro]
yeah
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