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smoovedonn - presha lyrics

(iso)
i hear ’em all fearin’ my name bringin’ the pressure
(pressure)
everybody duckin’ smoke
only been a year in the game bringin’ the pressure
(pressure)
everybody duckin’ smoke
the energy different whenever you winnin’ they try to offend you then f with ya life
get in position to mess with they mental and force ’em to listen cause pressurе busts pipes
(like)

i been settin’ thе temperature, cuttin’ necks consistently, imma flex this n+gga be on fire
claimin’ you the best you kiddin’ me i’m up next you literally in distress when hearin’ me no lie
smoovedonn the bomb proximity let me jog your memory imma god infinity most high
n+ggas plan jobs to finish me got a lot of enemies need a mob to sit with me both sides
(ahh)
haters mad cause i’m goin’ hammer with it
(woah)
sprayin’ cats tony montana with it n+ggas said i’m getting c+cky sorry its a mannerism
(woah)
when you this good everybody plan against you
i been oc ever since 03′ low+key everything i wrote heat never got cold feet someone call the police
cause i murder dope beats and i got the tommy for these hoes trynna ghost me

i hear ’em all fearin’ my name bringin’ the pressure
(pressure)
everybody duckin’ smoke
only been a year in the game bringin’ the pressure
(pressure)
everybody duckin’ smoke
the energy different whenever you winnin’ they try to offend you then f with ya life
get in position to mess with they mental and force ’em to listen cause pressure busts pipes
(like)
schemes from the other side
i see em sneakin’ and creepin’ to see a brother die
with drum sticks in the clip like kentucky fried
target neutralize the whip leave you stuck in drive
grippin’ gl!cks that spit like busta rhymes
all because a n+gga chick told me come inside
while they trynna split my wig into pumpkin pie
pray the kid don’t trip trynna run and hide
time to duck and dive out that jam like how i planned a fly down to earth n+gga watch how i land
who allowed this man to take out his hand and start writin’ raps that the average cat can’t scan
you fruity n+ggas for the birds no tucan sam
you n+ggas wouldn’t see the light with a new lamp stand
i spit so many tens sprite need a new slam cam
i really own capper n+ggas call me smoove san fran
(ahh)

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