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shy (rap) – get me rite lyrics

[intro: $hy]
you could tell me that you know a way
but i don’t think that you know a way
camouflage on my clothes, ayy
b-tch, you really need to go away
you could tell me sh-t now, i could not get it through
you could tell me sh-t now, b-tch, you really need to f-ckin’ move

[chorus: $hy]
up, down, out of sight, these b-tches don’t get me right
up, down, out of sight, these b-tches don’t get me right
i be looking cool at night, cooler than some f-ckin’ ice
up, down, out of sight, these b-tches don’t get me right, yeah

[verse: $hy & chris vayle]
you could tell me that you know a way
but i don’t think that you know a way
camouflage on my clothes, ayy
b-tch, you really need to go away
you could tell me sh-t now, i could not get it through
you could tell me sh-t now, b-tch, you really need to f-ckin’ move (ayy, ayy, ayy)

[verse: chris vayle]
check you out with a hoodie on, i’m feeling like i’m [?]
[?] feel like [?], she love it when i sing (sing)
she don’t know the boy, she don’t know if she can handle that
you don’t even know my f-ckin’ name, as a matter of fact
i got a b-tch and my b-tch got a b-tch, they sit with me through the night (night)
i smoke the green, i smoke the green, no they can’t [?] the sprite
you could talk sh-t boy, but you know you was never right
that’s the sh-t i don’t like, i don’t mind it out of sight, yeah

[refrain: $hy]
you could tell me that you know a way
but i don’t think that you know a way
camouflage on my clothes, ayy
b-tch, you really need to go away
you could tell me sh-t now, i could not get it through
you could tell me sh-t now, b-tch, you really need to f-ckin’ move

[verse: chris vayle]
i can’t really hear sh-t now, stayed away in my b-tch’s house
making cold all summer day, froze away in the winter, now
found a way to get in and out, feelings getting even deeper now
[?] fades to my bedroom, [?] like the reaper, now
understand that i’m [?], dropped a k, now my neck froze
wonder where does my head go? baby, you should just let go
dropped a n-gg- ’cause his chest low, [?] like it’s vocal
[?]

[outro: chris vayle]
up, down, out of sight, these b-tches don’t get me right
up, down, out of sight, these b-tches don’t get me right
i be f-ckin’ cool at night, cooler than some f-ckin’ ice
up, down, out of sight, these b-tches don’t get me right

- shy rap lyrics

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