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smiles the grinner - no addy lyrics

if you show up to my crib then you know why i never let n+ggas be sharing my addy
if i pour up a little bit i might have lil chick on my lap and she calling me daddy
put up some gold on my wrist and i swear that the sh+t just be looking like i got a grammy
finna f+ck up the whole game in a second but swear that a n+gga ain’t got to the bragging
she seen the jeans and she hate when i sag em
i said lil baby don’t hate on the fashion
all of my women bump marilyn manson
they gothic and sh+t but they coming the baddest
she wanna hop on a flight out to paris
i got the day off and im hyper than ferris
you looking embarrassed, don’t f+ck with the arrogance
n+ggas like me can just switch up the narrative
swear that my vision is clearer than claratin
see what i like in the store and im wearing it
i keep me a couple of girls from the netherlands
they never seen a tall dark looking gentleman
i got the stomp in this b+tch like a elephant
i got my squad and they rolling up medicine
stack up my benji’s, don’t fold em
she got them cuffs all on me but can’t hold me
after that dinner she on me
we all in the room stirring up macaroni (cook it up, cook it up)
ain’t for that matrimony
im thinking she went and just cracked a forty
i need that bag
if that girl with me is bad well then thats a bonus

if you show up to my crib then you know why i never let n+ggas be sharing my addy
might have a girl to her skin with no bra in this b+tch and she running round calling me daddy
i just be high in this b+tch, wanna vibe with a chick, and i swear i don’t want me no static
all on my line tryna kick it, i swear that you won’t get no addy, you won’t get no addy

i need that gold, yeah
i need that platinum and more, yeah
i need my money all wrapped with a bow and put up at my doorstep
i seen your n+ggas clear out a whole party and all of the hoes left
pour me another lil sip of bacardi and i’m feeling no stress
e+girl thats with me is flashy
but i can’t help it if that be her fashion
most of you n+ggas is capping
i seen that ratchet that you don’t be tagging (you don’t)
n+ggas like me don’t be active, i got my cousin like shooter mcgavin
n+ggas don’t do what we dab in
tryna get rich and then enter the masters

- smiles the grinner lyrics

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