sluvertxj – no more clones(new tingz r scary) lyrics
[intro]
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[verse 1]
like what happened?(what)
pull up like what’s vrackin b+tch
stuntin like i’m savage, macho man no hoe estatic sh+t(okay)
bleed out!
blood shot eyes carlos know he got the tree out(huh)
you a kid n+gga we would run up in ya tree house(yuh)
bad blasian, met her mama i made her say ni hao(hi)
different wave, everybody talkin like what he bout(what)
n+ggas tip toe on the beat b+tch we stay loud(yuh, yuh, yuh)
make sure that you get grey’d out, get laid out(aye)
stay wit green like johnny cage
bad b+tch wanna taste, mary kate
throw this hot sh+t in ya face, we go ape sh+t(okay)
no wе don’t debate b+tch(nah)
pleasе learn not to say sh+t(shhh)
ugly ass n+gga, keep a mask like i’m jason
all these n+ggas pedos and some f+gs call’em freddy(ew)
b+tch don’t want the smoke, don’t got a krueger grab machete(ha)
girlie like to party poppin pills look like confetti(yum)
told her slow it down i got op pack b+tch you ready
f+ck that speed it up
make her tummy tuck
slice him in his gut
he had enough?!(what)
i don’t give a f+ck they still not feelin us(yuh)
make that n+gga get in shape, before he catch one in his+
wait, sluver stop!
you not on the block, you don’t throw no shots(okay)
b+tch you right, but i’m not scared to give these p+ssy
n+ggas knots(yes)
like they tied up
look at me i’m fyed up(hot! hot!)
cuttin sh+t i’m for it like a barber you get lined up
i don’t give a f+ck about these n+ggas they behind us(where they at?)
please don’t think i’m sweet because i haven’t caught a case
cause i know some real n+ggas who will not throw you a fade(yo)
shawty singing she impatient she just wanna taste
and no i’m not from chiraq but it’s steady f+ck the jakes b+tch(b+tch)
[bridge]
shoutout los he don’t play, aye aye(yuh, aye)
shockz’ll knock you in ya face, aye ooh(wassup)
watching revvy go to sp+ce, aye
b+tch n+gga, hop on the wave(yuh)
[outro]
linked in, welcome back to the deep in(howdy)
howdy n+gga you are tweakin
slay the b+tch she a demon
why they keep talkin bout shots at the fitted
but they do not tote no guns doe(liars)
and ain’t that the one we ran up on he sh+tted
and said i do not want the smoke bro(naw, naw)
look at em change
all you lil n+ggas stay out my lane(move)
they wanna talk like they tough i got range
leave ya ass seein red no kane
d+mn ya’ll one in the same, aye
no i’m not in it because i want fame (what)
kickin it different call me lui kang
when i’m at the top i’m bringing the rain,(aye) lil b+tch
(yuh, aye, pipe me up, pipe me up, yuh, aye, b+tch n+gga)
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