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$teven cannon - still lyrics

[hook]
diamonds ’round my neck like some gold nooses
trigger finger f-ck the law now i’m throwing deuces
twin turbo lambo with a b-tch i met in texas
she ain’t know i was this fly, i spent 3 checks up on my necklace

[verse 1]
still in this sh-t, still (still) in this sh-t
if i ever go broke i’ma steal me some sh-t
it ain’t hard for me to drop a pill in a b-tch
i go [?] in the trap, i got the deals out this b-tch
i’m a low -ss n-gga, catch me with a cute b-tch
nails did, hair done with some gold q-tips
white diamonds ’round my neck, like some gold nooses
trigger finger f-ck the law, now i’m throwing deuces
twin turbo lambo with a b-tch i met in texas
she ain’t know i was this fly, i spent 3 checks up on my necklace
she give me so much head, i coulda swore that she went neckless
just crashed a brand new car, man that cannon she so wreckless
aye her favorite team the steelers, my favorite team the bengals
aye she like to be on bottom, but i like to f-ck from angles
[?] sound like the devil, but he [?] like an angel
why your girl act like an -ss, that’s why i always give her -n-l
see a 5 foot woman, cute b-tt, and pig tails
[?] just like an ashley tisdale
homie on the phone, tell him that you fine as h-ll
see that thong up your crack like the liberty bell

[verse 2]
still in this b-tch, still in this b-tch, still
if you don’t do your girl, i bet the shower head will
i’m tryna blow my money, buyin’ diamonds for my grill
i’m too good with my hands, man they call me dr. phil
still in this b-tch, still in this b-tch, still
still in this b-tch, still k!lling yo b-tch, still
i met her and got solid, that just mean i ride with steel
had to feel up on her t-tties, b-tch i know them hoes ain’t real
my gun a f-ckin’ snitch, i think the clip about to spill
i know your -ss fat, like a f-ckin’ pound cake
it’s a shame that my ex b-tch like to downgrade
walked in a car lot, i think a n-gga found bait
seen a donkey on that hoe, then i hit her with the hay
see i’m posted on the corner, lotta bread make her squirt
i ain’t even tryna swarm up, but my d-ck up in her skirt
lotta n-ggas with the corner, i put em in the dirt
you ain’t comin to the crib unless my n-ggas f-ck first
cute -ss, lightskin, but she use a d-ld-
she ain’t like weed, got her into pills though
a million dollar shotgun, a couple benzos
7 door whip, fittin’ all my foreign hoes
you need a hollow point for a n-gga like me
so much coco in the air i’m feelin’ like ice-t
can’t deal with a bae unless a b-tch hype me
and i know her p-ssy wet if the b-tch a pisces

[outro]
aye i’m still in this b-tch, still in this b-tch, still
still with your b-tch, and her p-ssy gettin k!lled
still in this b-tch, still in this b-tch, still
if you don’t do your girl i bet the shower head will
aye, still in this b-tch, still in this b-tch, still
still in this b-tch, still

- teven cannon lyrics

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