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sonny d – pressed lyrics

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[intro]
yeah
n-ggas be pressed for what?
n-ggas be pressed for what?
n-ggas be pressed for what?
n-ggas be pressed for what?
n-ggas be pressed for what?
yeah
sonny d

[chorus]
n-ggas be pressed for what? they hatin’
i was in a tough spot, but now i’m slayin’
these hoes want me now, but they was playin’
haters make me laugh, like they was wayans (haha)
n-ggas be pressed for what? they hatin'(ayee)
i ain’t signin’ to no label, unless they payin’ (cash)
rather flip em bricks, from out the days inn
devil on my shoulder, ain’t talkin’ satan

[verse 1]
5 star n-gga, tryna’ up my ratings (ratings)
only tryna’ f-ck, i ain’t doin’ no datin’ (datin’)
tryna’ up my bands ‘n’ these n-ggas started hatin’ (hatin’)
you n-ggas need a check up, i’ma’ start dictating
now i got the power, i ain’t talkin’ d-ck cheney (nahh)
game switched up
n-ggas started switchin’ on they own
how you do my dirty when you was callin’ me bro?
ain’t no cap, never thought you would fold
now you big mad, cause i’m callin’ you broke
you n-ggas is jokes (ha)
f-ckin’ on yo b-tch cause she lovin’ my strokes (yeah)
now it’s real quiet, you n-ggas must’ve choked
just like yo’ thot when i took her to the blow
said it before, i ain’t f-ckin’ wit’ no hoes (nahh)
better be a bad b-tch gettin’ to that dough
soon as i hit, she gettin’ to the door
pull up wit my gang like we gi joe
screamin’ f-ck the pigs, they e-i-o
that’s a big ol ‘no
how you make a statement? you a big ol’ hoe (yeah)
i can’t even front cause i don’t give a f-ck
judo throwin’ bands in the club
don’t chu’ come talkin’ bout’ w-ssup’ (huh?)
who the f-ck is you? you a god d-mn scrub
all my n-ggas stacked, i ain’t f-ckin’ wit’ no bums

[chorus]
n-ggas be pressed for what? they hatin’
i was in a tough spot, but now i’m slayin’
these hoes want me now, but they was playin’
haters make me laugh, like they was wayans (haha)
n-ggas be pressed for what? they hatin'(ayee)
i ain’t signin’ to no label, unless they payin’ (cash)
rather flip em bricks, from out the days inn
devil on my shoulder, ain’t talkin’ satan

[verse 2]
gas up in my wood, i’m so sedated (gas)
bringin’ that drip, my ice be rainin’ (brrr)
bringin’ that pain like i was a wayan (yeah)
n-ggas be actin’ like they name was reagan
believe in my n-ggas, but i ain’t no pagan (yeah)
chewin’ these beats like copenhagen
do this sh-t solo, i ain’t need no agent (nahh)
ambition in my lyrics, i guess i’m ragin’
hoes f-ckin’ wit me cause i’m they favorite (they favorite)
f-ck the attention, cause’ sh-t i hate it
big boss sh-t, man you n-ggas ain’t hangin’
2 cell phones and they both stay rangin’
g-ssed up n-gga, i’m lookin’ like asian (yeah)
but i’m in the field like i’m wit’ my agents
really finna’ boom, so i gotta stay patient
sippin’ on that mud like i was a patient
b-tch swallowed my kids and said they tasty
i’m gettin that cream, you n-ggas be pasty
these b-tches lovin’ me so they callin’ me baby
these hoes off the leash like they got the rabies (nahh)
i ain’t savin’ these thots, they screamin’ out “save me” (save me)
don’t want no b-tch cause i want me a lady
we grindin’ so hard, now everyday payday
put a n-gga down, he screamin’ out “mayday”
you n-ggas is some clowns, no payday
sellin’ out the music like my name was daedae
yeah, i know they hate me
n-ggas see through like a hologram
goin’ through a 100 grams (yeah)
i’ma stay grindin’ past a 100 grand
call that sh-t a super bowl, and i talkin’ bout the rams
n-gga tryna be me but you never can
recruitin’ real n-ggas like i’m uncle sam
n-ggas want beef but they talkin to the ham’

[chorus]
n-ggas be pressed for what? they hatin’
i was in a tough spot, but now i’m slayin’
these hoes want me now, but they was playin’
haters make me laugh, like they was wayans (haha)
n-ggas be pressed for what? they hatin'(ayee)
i ain’t signin’ to no label, unless they payin’ (cash)
rather flip em bricks, from out the days inn
devil on my shoulder, ain’t talkin’ satan



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