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sweetz p - at the door (feat. reefa rei) lyrics

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before you step inside baby leave all that bullsh+t at the door
i was on my grind before 5 n+gga i was up and at em ret’ to go
you was at the crib with yo moms, n+gga we was on the ground, in the snow
neighbors say they want me to move out cuz all i do is keep on blazin up that dope

i check these n+ggas like i check the mic
quit all dancin boy you scuffed the mikes
quit all the ampin its nothin but the hype
you n+ggas really trash, i’m take you out its monday night
see i’m the type a n+gga that you watch
ultra hd, 4 k’s and a dookie knot
i came up from watchin hustlers
so thats what help me tell a real n+gga from a sucker f+ck
keep on yappin n+gga pucker up
put a n+gga lips on the back of his head like daffy duck
you rappin ass n+ggas actors and you wack as f+ck
thats why i give a f+ck about the game its a laughin stock
who that say the wave ain’t spittin bars
why you think i’m screamin liferrrs for
b+tch i got that 25 to life
come and find ya wife
cum inside ya wife
destroy a n+gga life
(and it goes)
1 for the money, 2 for the money +
3 slugs in a sucka n+gga tummy
bet not tell n0body +
tell yo n+gga he ain’t sh+t and lil b+tch i dont really like you
me and money got eloped and honey mooned off in the islands, ya
all my n+ggas wildin
i dont need no stylist
smellin like a hunnid thousand
mama, aunty, sister know about me
i’m a god around this city, you hear so much praise about me
i be outchea with my n+ggas, makin millions outta thousands
yea

before you step inside baby leave all that bullsh+t at the door
i was on my grind before 5 n+gga i was up and at em ret’ to go
you was at the crib with yo moms, n+gga we was on the ground, in the snow
neighbors say they want me to move out cuz all i do is keep on blazin up that dope

kick door with a round house, let me in this b+tch
hope ya ass cash checks before you fix ya lips
been that n+gga since they cut me out my mama womb
and i would stash the hammer by the dryer in the laundry room
sneaky lil quiet goon, poke you if its opportune
extendo or street sweeper, how you want it, mop or broom?
pop your plug to the socket, you are not in tune
who don sent you to the moon?
he gassed up, hot balloon (goofy)
don’t get to act loony off the tune
yosemite will be the remedy so play it smooth
this player move like don bishop juan dig it
tabernacle, got the room full with all b+tches
booties bouncin’ like switches, twerkin’ somethin’ vicious
i hit it quit it, we all got a platonic friendship
the illest in my district, millions my only interest
coach put me in the game, i touched down, 4th from inches
n+gga talk is cheap, you can’t afford a minute
you look broke, got a fractured image
i’m cooked coke, 1000 grams of realness
baggin’ grass, no lawnmower +
i had to vacuum seal it so neighbors wouldn’t hear it (loud)
f+ck next, me and sweetz got now (loud)
marshall law got the streets locked down (clown)
chow down, while we watch you starve
won’t get a crumb unless you one of ours
yea

before you step inside baby leave all that bullsh+t at the door
i was on my grind before 5 n+gga i was up and at em ret’ to go
you was at the crib with yo moms, n+gga we was on the ground, in the snow
neighbors say they want me to move out cuz all i do is keep on blazin up that dope



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