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stanwill & trdee - simple lyrics

[intro: stanwill]
(danny g on the beat)
(don’t you know you won the lotto?)
this sh+t simple
dog sh+t militia

[verse 1: stanwill]
i ain’t got no passport, but everything i rock foreign
all my b+tches ten or better, i only pop gorgeous
i be up before them roosters, better stop snorin’
b+tch, i’m quick to air a n+gga out, but i don’t rock jordans
i’m the reason your b+tch knees hurt
got a blessing from your ho, ain’t had to sneeze first
i keep fire on my hip, got all my jeans burnt
whole team turnt ’cause teamwork done made the dream work

[verse 2: trdee]
see me on the stage, my mama think i made it like a chef
tryna catch a bag and i just hope the pigs don’t intercеpt
water on my neck gon’ get hеr wet, she tryna throw me neck
treat me like the [?] when i walk in, you better show respect
we turn them l’s into life lessons
don’t call my phone unless it’s urgent, i don’t like textin’
who done told this boy that he a demon? that is not steppin’
throw a party if they knock me out, just like michael jackson
[chorus: stanwill & trdee]
huh
get a bag and repeat, this sh+t simple
sell it fast, get it cheap, this sh+t simple
facts the only thing i speak, this sh+t simple
this sh+t simple
this sh+t simple, every day i wake up chasin’ pape’
this sh+t simple, if you fake, you probably can’t relate
this sh+t simple, i can show you how to break the bank
this sh+t simple, play with us, we’ll probably get you spanked

[verse 3: stanwill & trdee]
keep my fire everywhere, b+tch, i’m on tour with pole
f+ck a frappuccino, brodie coffee cup got morton grove
he say he the plug, must got a shortage, though
she don’t even know me, wanna f+ck me by my horoscope
you can’t get nowhere in life ’cause you ain’t settin’ goals
bro and them be payin’ for the p+ssy ’cause they love the hoes
my b+tch know she dealin’ with a goat, i keep her on her toes
she know she could never break my heart because i love the pros
drive bigger whips now
same me, but i’m six figures rich now
thirty on it, b+tch, i gotta live the wrist now
she was winnin’ with me, but my ex a bitter b+tch now
i’m the sh+t now
we gon’ bake him like some bits, we heard he speak pig
you wanna get where i’m at? you gotta think big
you can’t tell me sh+t, i’m really in the deep end
seein’ you down bad gon’ be the sweetest revenge
[chorus: stanwill & trdee]
huh
get a bag and repeat, this sh+t simple
sell it fast, get it cheap, this sh+t simple
facts the only thing i speak, this sh+t simple
this sh+t simple
this sh+t simple, every day i wake up chasin’ pape’
this sh+t simple, if you fake, you probably can’t relate
this sh+t simple, i can show you how to break the bank
this sh+t simple, play with us, we’ll probably get you spanked

[outro: stanwill & trdee]
get a bag and repeat, this sh+t simple
sell it fast, get it cheap, this sh+t simple
facts the only thing i speak, this sh+t simple
this sh+t simple

- stanwill trdee lyrics

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