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starlito & trapperman dale - have you eva lyrics

starlito:
(speaking)
is that tv out from down here, or am i tripping or something
hahaha
yeah i’m tripping n-gga
i don’t know
nah i’m tripping
i’m always tripping, n-gga
yeah n-gga, i’m tripping
f-ck ya
(let the band play)

starlito
verse 1

i just caught a play for a band (bandplay), and he gon call right back (right back)
where the dice at?
lean in a baby bottle (ugh), racks in a diaper bag (lito)
strapped like a car seat (yeah)
hop out the van like a soccer mom (yeah)
know i got my gun, can’t get caught with one
so i got to run, before the cops can come (outta there)
run with n-ggas that still rob for fun (yeah)
f-ck around you get shot for nothing (nothin)
we don’t even close shop on sunday
eyes watering, i’ve been chopping onions (ahh)
think its spoiled, man this broccoli funky
told them keep it coming, cause i profit from it (yeah)
n-ggas hating, but they ain’t stop for nothing
wrecked a foreign went and copped another (ahh)
pull to my spot, got to shop or something (ahh)
d-mn near popped a n-gga just for popping up (yeah)
choppa scope like binoculars
got a lot of hoes that ain’t popular (yeah)
that i probably owe some apologizes
but they got to know that ain’t probable
i just count the money, then i’m outta there
i just count the money, then i’m outta there

starlito
chorus

have you eva ran the spot out
had the neighbors tripping, got her evicted (have ya?)
f-ck around caught a dope case
and your homeboy was the key witness?
told them pick n roll, tried to back door me
think my play trying to run a flea fl!cker
n-ggas get shot everyday, ain’t sh-t changed
i just reach quicker

trapperman dale
verse 2

trap
aye, i’m discrete with it
have you ever copped a ki n-gga?
i mean, have you ever had beef with n-ggas
and been the last motherf-cker tryna sleep on n-ggas
i got a full time grind, i don’t need a n-gga
but if you ever showed love trying to feed a n-gga
man i’m guilty i could’ve been filthy
i’m still bagging zips, trying to grind on a ticket
i’ve been hearing talk going around through the city
about a n-gga like me, like i owe ‘em something
my momma still hit me everyday of the week
for a check like a n-gga really on or something
step daddy tell a n-gga that i’m on to something
sh-t, i still got the work, cop a zone or something
have you ever lost it all on the dice, at the end of the night
grab the strap like come on with something
h-ll i ain’t have sh-t
still had your b-tch at the marriott stripping out her clothes for nothing
have you ever broke the pyrex jar, trying to cook it to the oil
now you’re spazzing on your spouse for nothing
i just pay the bills, i ain’t ask for nothing
might have ran the spot hot, but the cash was coming
i lost it all, i got the b-tch back with nothing
on some cod sh-t, i ain’t handing nothing
what you know about that?

starlito
chorus

- starlito trapperman dale lyrics

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