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sota phaddies - on the daily: young puffy & big duk lyrics

[chorus: young puffy]
when i’m in the the trap you know i’m cookin’ on the daily
i been in the party got these b-tches goin’ crazy(yeah)
sippin’ on the lean got my body feelin’ lazy(yeah)
feelin’ lazy (yeah) got me feelin’ lazy
you know when i’m in the trap i’m cookin’ on the daily
i been in the hyundai soon it’ll be mercedes (skrt)
getting all this cash is to flex for these ladies (ah) for these ladies (yeah) for these ladies (yeah)

[verse 1: young puffy]
(brt) (skrt) i f-ck up some commas
got all this lil b-tch she came from bahamas
b-tches went scared when i pull out the llama
gold on my wrist and neck i got diamonds (brt) (skrt)
i’ll get anybody get this sh-t over and play with the lobbies
got chick over i’m feelin’ her tatties
b-tches love me cuz’ i only whip audies (brt) (skrt)
i’m gettin’ these bands
talk all that sh-t get popped like a xan
ak gripped when i hop out the van
put in the clip call me the hitman (noo)
got hoes on my d-ck man (noo)
got a couple hunnids in my left hand(noo)
got a couple bricks in my right hand
look to my bro i can’t even stand
bang pow look at me now
double cup up when i’m hitting the town
spmg we ain’t messin’ around
haters out here they ain’t tearing me down (nah)
we makin these moves
don’t tell my mama cuz’ she disapprove
always regardless they gonna lose
[?]

[chorus: young puffy]
when i’m in the the trap you know i’m cookin’ on the daily
i been in the party got these b-tches goin’ crazy
sippin’ on the lean got my body feelin’ lazy(yeah)
feelin’ lazy (yeah) got me feelin’ lazy
you know when i’m in the trap i’m cookin’ on the daily
i been in the hyundai soon it’ll be mercedes (skrt)
getting all this cash is to flex for these ladies (pop out) for these ladies (pop out) yeah, for these ladies

[verse 2: big duk]
[?] on my wrist is slappin’ them fans (bang)
like i’m kp the man (blam) (blam)
that 40 sound jammed
it look like i’m usin’ my hand
you caught in a trance
we do it for fans
it’s our house we takin’ this land
javi mac you should’ve pulled the [?] (brt)
lookin’ for a sick pic got my dogs on dog lookin like mike then
i see your type and
but you’re coming up empty don’t even take my ice off when
i’m like randy orton snortin’
and i got like 14 instagram posts and i got 9 watches for them goals can’t see your way bro
lean got me feelin’ a lil slow
we spmg boys we fly like some birds
pour up some [?]
this is our streets you cannot ride with me or joe p
this is my city, your city is my city
your career an atrocity
king of the prophecy
chop bricks like bruce lee a.k.a. young sticky-t-t

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