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smoke dawg - ynd lyrics

[intro: smoke dawg & safe]
young n+gga dream
i like you filthy
all my n+ggas we winning it (winning it)
all these b+tches blow kisses, you see that they feeling it (feeling it)
come around you ‘gon see just how real it is (how real it is)
they stealing it (stealing it)
we living it (living it)
i got me some top and i didn’t hit (didn’t hit)
but she know how it go and how real it is (how real it is)
i think ima tell her the+ dream
i think ima sell her the+

[chorus: safe]
this that young n+gga dream (young n+gga dream)
oh i’ll getchu cray (oh i’ll getchu cray)
bring it back to the sole (bring it back to the sole)
bag it up, i need more (bag it up, i need more)
this that life that we live (life that we live)
bag it up and i did (bag it up and i did)
call up shordy, she missed (call up shordy, she missed)
my love shordy, she miss (my love shordy, she ay!)

[post+chorus: safe]
this that young n+gga dream (young n+gga dream)
oh i’ll getchu cray (oohhh)
no it ain’t what you say (no it ain’t what you say)
no it ain’t what you say (nah)
its that young n+gga dream
young n+gga dream
go ahead and get what i got it (go ahead and get)
i might pull up in a ‘rari
[verse 1: safe]
i might pull up with your chain
suited, i’m booted, i’m rollin’ on [?]
grab me a mill’
thinking about ’em deals
like what they throw me a mill’ or just throw me away, hey
but i’m understate
got it i’m not [?]
rockin’ these shows, me and my bros

[verse 2: smoke dawg]
i bet she do (bet she do)
i bet she miss everything that we do (yeah)
fill up mansions got b+tches in every room (every room)
red bottoms the shoes with the gucci too (gucci too)
they do all the sh+t we already do (huh?)
so we gon’ keep setting the trend, got the tech in the benz, put my trust in no b+tch but no never again (nah)
dont bring me no stress, b+tches bring me my bread (bring me my bread)
i’ll do the rest, just leave it to me (leave it to me)
my jewelry so long but i’m tryna beat the streets (tryna beat the streets)
my sh+ts balmain she want take off my jeans (what?)
f+ck her to sleep, i’m the man of her dreams
[chorus: safe]
this that young n+gga dream (young n+gga dream)
oh i’ll getchu cray (oh i’ll getchu cray)
bring it back to the sole (bring it back to the sole)
bag it up, i need more (bag it up, i need more)
this that life that we live (life that we live)
bag it up and i did (bag it up and i did)
call up shordy, she missed (call up shordy, she missed)
my love shordy, she miss (my love shordy, she ay!)

[verse 3: jimmy prime]
i’m on a rocket like coochie
i roll with the stick hit the coochie (yeah)
i go hit that l!ck it get spooky
tryna get filthy on loopy (yeah)
yeah
if her p+ssy pink i could manage it
yeah
she’s head to toe with versace sh+t, yeah
yeah
she’s from los angeles, she so scandalous
yeah
she’s on melrose and she sell dough
yeah
she might keep the keys and [?]
you staring, no i ain’t no take
theres only us empowering aahhh
i’m loving that sh+t that you do, hah
i bet she gon’ top me some me
i bet that p+ssy dont stink
now that you regular hoes
bet that it smell like some roses
bet i pull up on some horses
beemers and bently’s and porches
you know how it goes yeah, hah
money, hoes and clothes
[chorus: safe]
this that young n+gga dream (young n+gga dream)
oh i’ll getchu cray (oh i’ll getchu cray)
bring it back to the sole (bring it back to the sole)
bag it up, i need more (bag it up, i need more)
this that life that we live (life that we live)
bag it up and i did (bag it up and i did)
call up shordy, she missed (call up shordy, she missed)
my love shordy, she miss (my love shordy, she ay!)

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