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simba – knockin’ lyrics

[hook]
thought it was the police f-cking junkies keep knockin’
i ain’t inside i’m coming straight up out the bottom
ruga gang sh-t i ain’t with the gang holling
shawty know my name so yeah her jaw straight dropping
hunnids on hunnids on hunnids on
don’t work out but my money strong
walk down and make a thunderstorm
hunnids on hunnids on hunnids on
hunnids on hunnids on hunnids on
hunnids on hunnids on hunnids on

[verse]
hunnids on i’m a trapper
had to bust it out the wrapper
n-gg-s trying to jock the swagger
on the grove with the clapper
pull up and get captured
in the streets i’m a factor
f-cked my lil b-tch so i made her -ss fatter
got that og yeah it send you to saturn
hold up, n-gg-s is jocking my pattern
pull up and hop out it splatter
n-gg-s already know we tote straps
and know we tote macs so we gon’ go grab em
my n-gg-s in the field with the baggage
i’m on your block with a savage
i need my money mr. krabs b-tch
pull up and hop out and splash sh-t
(you know we gonna just thrash sh-t!!)
(my n-gg-s they crashing!)
these n-gg-s they acting
do i see a lick?
you know we gon’ bag him!

- simba lyrics

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