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sinatras & bando beej - thanks gsui lyrics

[intro]
ouu, i got some demons that’s all around me and i got them haters that always doubted me
ouu, ahh sh-t
ouu, ouu, ouu
ouuuuu
talk that s— fool

[chorus: bando beej]
i got some demons that’s all around me
i got some haters that try to doubt me
i know some k!llers and i know some robbers and i know some b—- that tried to clown me
i know some n—– that wanna be me
they ask for photographs when they see me
i’m off the percocets, i put the work in it, she wanna splash it feel like the henny

[verse 1: lil deebo]
you think that’s your b—-, she feinin’ to see me
xd on em, won’t let em defeat me
she got that super soaker, got that fiji
whenever i leave her, she tell me she need me
i get the pack run it back like tiki
these some lil gucci frames, i can see you in 3d
i don’t wanna argue you just get on your knees, please
baby just please me

[verse 2: bando beej]
check out my drip
walk in the party
rolling up stank, pournin’ up marny
i got margiela, i got givenchy
i only shop at neiman and barneys

[verse 3: guwop gumbo, lil deebo & bando beej]
that’s your lil thot, she ride like a harley
i’m off the ropes, i feel like jeff hardy
i nike my fit, ain’t wearin’ a hardy
sip drink by the duce, don’t want no bacardi
i got a b—-, same color as cardi
she ride the d— so gnarly
and i do not play with kids
better go to school, this ain’t bishop carney
it’s either you putting in hard work, or you workin’ hardly
just give me some brain like scholar, i just want the [?]

[verse 4: guwop gumbo, lil deebo & bando beej]
nickelodeon slime, no i don’t drip
ain’t open my eyes when i did my first bid
made [?] some much faces, don’t know how i did it
most of you n—– ain’t did what i did
most of you n—– ain’t been where i been
most of you n—– ain’t seen what i saw
and half you n—– couldn’t think of half of what i thought
sinatras the world is ours!
ouu, so just give us a round of applause
n—- would think it was fortnite, brody pop out wit’ a scar
and i got an ar, it take of your arm
these n—– don’t want no war with us
they artillery just not up to par
we bout to sleep the floor wit’ them
my clip long as a bat, it’ll knock you out the park
two b-tches want me, that’s ménage à trois
lil bodee jeff hardy, i’m chris ben wallace
real n-gg- act up in this building
then we bout to f— it up
he rasheed, i’m ben wallace
beej, i was born in the bando
billy goat gumbo, was born in the barn
my b-tch she yellow like marge
and her a– fat i call her the nicki minaj
come her bae gimme m-ssage
i pull up beamer i do not f-ck wit’ no dodge
remember we trapped out the bando, they kicked it in now we trap out the garage
this s— i’m smokin’ on the finest
my [?] plug got it straight of the farm
taliban scarf round my head
according to feds they treating ya boy like sadon
addition to italian mob, aye you speaking to bodee the don
uhh watch hoes geekin’ when we hit our groove
i’m feeling like frank sinatra
gufrank, sinatra
bodee, the don
big pot of gold, bando leprechaun
just call me luther hendrix, i’m groovin’ wit’ my guitar
go against the game, we’ll cut off your arm and send that s— right to your mom
.762 in the clip with the green tips, been hot as a llama
don’t say you want smoke if you don’t really mean it
we gone come and harm ya
and no you come to the sinatra camp if you ain’t with total drama
stick got banana, tired of the hannah, i think it’s time for madonna
gumbo the longwolf goat
the king of the jungle, b—- call me mufasa

[outro: lil deebo]
you think that’s your b—-, she feinin’ to see me
xd on em, won’t let em defeat me
she got that super soaker, got that fiji
whenever i leave her, she tell me she need me
i get the pack run it back like tiki
these some lil gucci frames, i can see you in 3d
i don’t wanna argue you just get on your knees, please
baby just please me

- sinatras bando beej lyrics

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