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skilla baby - womack lyrics

((
your welcome)) amos at msojourner.
i can’t never keep a b-tch because i’m rude and i grind a lot
taking all my pros to the trap it ain’t time to shop
streets made me lose my mind a lot let me find a opp
put me on the shade room i’m sending all kind of shots
i’m probably the realist young n-gga ever
light skin clever named trey shoot
like trevor huh ion wanna b-tch i want a
basil the route you was going wasn’t sh-t i should’ve let you
feeling like my favorite teacher cause i’m out there giving testers .
bro say he saved my life cause he showed me a compresser .
i aint stressin, baby i pray i get blessing .
grind for my sh-t member days i had less than .

blessing coming down raining from heaven .
yo, heard i got hoes but she aint get the message.
used to stuck the dice game money in my sevens .
and i sold a fees k d’s kevin’s .
she gone call me her cause man got her stressed out .
we in the kitchen gotta have yo hand out .
ima dope boy had saying shoulda said box .
my big bro bang bloods got dread locks wanna be a funny
n-gga better be a red fox love my glock 23 came dead stop .
beat the boy up finna put him in a head lock .
yea opp head shot all these hits red dot .
yo b-tchta chooser stack her like freddy cougar my boy oh boy you got
a boss up rest in peace the great
lake ruler my lil b-tch from oklahoma .
wish she would’ve met me sooner
got a new b-tch from indiana play with the b-lls like a hooper
ha,
i cannot focus on hoes cause im focus on pros .
i keep counting up while i am poking on souls,
baby wanna know while i work with two phones,
had to pack the forty all black its too chrome .
had to give the young hoes up im too grown,
cus they dont know how to suck d-ck and move on
had to give the petty hoes w-ssup i’m too old .
you been selling dope for ten years hit the role .
she gone call me her cause man got her stressed out .
we in the kitchen gotta have yo hand out .
ima dope boy had saying shoulda said box .
my big bro bang bloods got dread locks
wanna be a funny n-gga better be a
red fox love my glock 23 came dead stop .
beat the boy up finna put him in a head lock .
yea opp head shot all these hits red dot .
she gone call me her cause man got her stressed out .
we in the kitchen gotta have yo hand out .
ima dope boy had saying shoulda said box .
my big bro bang bloods got dread locks wanna be a funny
n-gga better be a red fox love my glock 23 came dead stop .
beat the up finna put him in a head lock .
yea opp head shot all these hits red dot .
yo b-tchta chooser stack her like freddy cougar
my boy oh boy you got a boss up
rest in peace the lake ruler my lil b-tch from oklahoma .
wish she would’ve met me sooner got a new
b-tch from indiana play with the b-lls like a hooper

- skilla baby lyrics

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