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sneakbo - right now lyrics

[intro: sneakbo]
you know i’m up right now (right now)
anything i want i get right now

[verse 1: sneakbo]
give it to an opp
boom bow make a boy drop
send my young boys round for your dons
i don’t give a f-ck, right now i’m feelin p-ssed off
don’t let me come and light up your block
fam i came in the game
came for the money f-ck fame
i’ve been stackin racks five years straight
nuttin ain’t changed
p-ssy -ss n-ggas still hate, but i still get paid everyday
now you see me in a whip, fam i started on a bike
when i look dead gyals say i know it nice
lives gettin banged on, get me on a hype
if i ever get it touched somebody’s gettin fried
let it boom bye bye
them man are paigons
[?] in the nights we erase them
450 got em layin on the pavement
me and maggies like freddy and jason

[hook: sneakbo]
you know i’m up right now
feelin like i’m at the top right now
anything i want i get right now
send a young boy round with a big full pound
right now right now right now
pay me my money right here right here right now
i call her up and tell her come right now
anything that i want i can get right now

[verse 2: mostack]
i hate it when the gyal says back off
but when the badders says mo where’s hug
i hate it when the gyal wears uggs and they lean and bop like the name’s j hus
where the dolls
we on the vogue
we doin shows
we f-ckin hoes
we’re so cold
it’s mo and bo
the studio or har[?]
i want an oozie
you want the gucci
she wants the movies
i want the coochie
you said he knows me
i bought a hoozie
you want the best chicken, i want b00bies
that’s where i’m up right now
and you suck right now
so bro goin home on the bus right now
you didn’t wanna know, now you tryin holla more b-tch just side now

[verse 3: j spades]
ay yo ay yo, i just wan’ a vibes for a liquors
still, ride on your block like we on a bicycle
when somethin get licked it’s not an icicle
wan’ walk in my shoes but my size won’t fit you
i heard me and couple guys got issues
my n-ggas them shoot, nunna my guys won’t miss you
when your dead on your block nunna your guys won’t miss you
why you cryin over there? wipe your eyes with a tissue
i’ve been down, so i’m up right now
turn up in the club till it’s upside down
blowin notes over ‘ere but it’s not 5 pound
wan’ spar with the champ, can’t last 5 rounds
sneakbo, j spades, mostack
blew couple rack had a couple mo’ stacks
it ain’t money talk, tell em don’t call back
take a n-gga fallin off tell em n-ggas fall back

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