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shy glizzy – bring it back lyrics

[intro]
young jefe homes

[verse 1: shy glizzy]
i get this feeling (i get this feeling)
i can’t describe (i can’t describe)
go call them bad b-tches up i need me a vibe (ah ah)
young n-gga on fire, i-i can’t deny (fire, fire)
don’t put your hands up ill n-gga or you gone die (woah woah woah)
i get that cash, yeah yeah, get it fast (get it fast)
and if i f-ck with the b-tch, might get her a bag (get her a bag)
get the b-tch a new -ss (get her new -ss)
get the b-tch some new swag
tell me it ain’t enough real n-ggas left here that was the last (i was the last)

[chorus: smokepurpp]
stretch that money and my little b-tch will bring it back (bring it back)
so many racks on me, i might f-ck around and get her back (get her back)
love that lambo but that mcclaren move real fast (skrt skrt)
i just poured a four, i’m hoping i don’t crash (skrt skrt, i don’t crash)
stretch that money and my little b-tch will bring it back (bring it back)
so many racks on me, i might f-ck around and get her back (get her back)
love that lambo but that mcclaren move real fast (skrt skrt)
i just poured a four, i’m hoping i don’t crash (skrt skrt)

[verse 2: shy glizzy]
god d-mn, god d-mn
i’m with smokepurpp, lil b-tch we smokin’ biscotti (smokepurp, smokepurp)
got the cottage, b-tches rolling off the molly (they rolling)
sell them bricks, f-ck your b-tch, yeah thats my hobby (ah ahh)
stupid b-tch, bit my d-ck she said sorry (god d-mn, god d-mn)
they watch jefe shoot the shot off the pivot (swish)
little thot, she so hot, i got the digits (lil thot)
you got that junk in your trunk girl lets get it (ouu ouu)
this a automatic pump (boom)
b-tch lets get it

[outro: shy glizzy]
god d-mn, god d-mn

- shy glizzy lyrics

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