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t. stead - cousinz lyrics

[intro]
(growl)
t. stead: what you wanna do cuz?
boo gotti: f+ck it, we just gon go in
t. stead: aight, bet
[producer drop] ralph can’t play cause he’s too juiced
yeah

[verse: t. stead]
t. stead and boo gotti n+gga (uh huh)
might pull up in a bugatti n+gga (uh huh)
you better know how we rockin n+gga (yeah)
gotta keep the sh+t poppin n+gga (yeah yeah)
cuz hit hard, might drop a n+gga (uh huh)
straight out the box like i’m roddy n+gga (roddy)
too locked in, i don’t feel pressure (nope)
big dog, i’m a big stepper (vroom)
feel me? (feel me)

[verse: boo gotti]
f+ckin wit cuz, better k!ll me
ain’t no faking yeah
this here the real me (cousins)
i gotta get money
it’s first on the list
i know that the real n+ggas feel me
ba+bad b+tches i reel in
yeah they be all on a n+gga (cousins)
so don’t you be cuffin
cause when she leave
she gon be calling a n+gga (yeah)
[verse: t. stead]
she calling all of my n+ggas (bird)
we busy getting money
just styling my n+gga (word)
you can’t act foul if you want but
that ain’t gon stop me
from ballin my n+gga (quit fouling)
straight to the money, i get it in (uh huh)
all on a island like gilligan (woo woo)
keep this sh+t spinning like ceiling fans
tryna come to the back
cause she been a fan (yeah)
running up racks like a businessman (uh huh)
you know i handle my business man (business)
we got more drums than a marching band (whoa)
whole team with me, we groovy (yeah)
boss sh+t, we make movies (uh huh)
in a bentley truck when i’m moving (i’m moving)

[verse: boo gotti]
and i’m in my own lane
stay in yours or
you can get ran over (ran over)
my shooters aggressive cause
when they come k!ll you (bop bop)
they gon make sure it’s a stand+over (baw)
cuz just pulled up in a range rover
you know we on top with this sh+t (yeah yeah)
and we never fall out bout a b+tch (nope)
grab a bag then we out like a l!ck (whoa whoa)
[verse: t. stead]
big cuz gon ride with a stick (whoa whoa)
pockets full make me walk with a limp (whoa whoa)
float on the track like a blimp (whoa whoa)
long coat make me feel like a pimp (whoa whoa)
i got hoes and they think i’m a pimp (whoa whoa)
too much dirt i might have to repent (whoa whoa)
stay alert, i can’t be too content (whoa whoa)
keep that forty on me, shawn kemp (whoa whoa)

[verse: boo gotti]
and when i’m rapping
i put words together like a puzzle
all i see is money i’m staring
through the f+ckin tunnel (yeah)
these b+tches f+ckin for
money, weed and liquor, so
i just fill em up with it and (uh huh)
see how far the sh+t get me
i’m poppin, i’m a hot n+gga (yeah)
i’m carrying weight, i’m bigger (bigger)

[verse: t. stead]
polo, f+ck the hilfiger (polo boy)
we big but we gettin bigger (uh huh)
in the bas+m+nt like tigger and
keep my hand on the trigger (bow)
eight figure n+gga wit hitters
that’ll come deal witcha (facts)
they’ll go getcha, flip ya and
rip ya just like some tissue (turn up t)
i be on a mission when i pop sh+t (turn up)
and we too locked in, can’t stop this (let’s go)
got em jumping all around like a mosh pit (go go)
beat up then we go, move that’s mob sh+t (uh huh)
that’s mob sh+t
[verse: boo gotti]
and y’all be telling on some cop sh+t
twin aks they gon chop sh+t
d+mn somebody go get a mop quick
this sh+t a mess (this sh+t a mess)
tell somebody clean it up
ba+bad b+tch, sloppy head but
you know she clean it up
and you know i’m clean as f+ck
like fifty maids up in the building
i’m so stuck up in my ways
because i’m focused on a million

[outro]
yeah. yeah, yeah. unh

- t stead lyrics

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