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thunder byrd - bout it lyrics

show you what some swag bout
show u what some swag bout

i show you what some swag bout
i show you what some swag bout

i show you what some swag bout
(what some swag bout)
(most bout iiiiiiiii-ittttt)

jeah
im the most doubted
but im the most bout it
im bout it
im bout it
im bout it
im bout it

im the most doubted
but im the most bout it
im bout it
im bout it
im bout it
im bout it
(jeah) hit the mall i bought it
haters getting crowded
i prolli leave with ya shawty

(jeah)
you haters dont get nothin
i give you my middle finger
you prolli get too much of it
you way way too sensitive
only addressing haters
you offended? then you must’ve been

and i will bust your girl’s -ss
and boy if you mad
you musta been a busta then
byrd ima flya den the rest of them
no time for shout outs
shout out the whole western end
im bout it
prolli gettin louded
c-ckpit of that benz
is gettin clouded
i was born ready
you know i gotta shout it
aint no d-mn such thing
as too proud of it
yeah
you gettin money goin floss
yeah my life bout it
but i dont really talk
a big dog
yeah my bite bout it
but i dont really bark
flyer than a hawk

jeah
im on fire you just a spark
i get brain
you aint even part of her thoughts look
you aint ready
bull aint ready
shoulda knew i was sharp
they shoulda named me machete
thunder byrd is a problem
ball so hard so called players wann foul em
steppin on yall
cause yall to soft
d-mn it feel like im walkin on flowers
haha love walin on cowards
gimme sixty minutes and
i’ll make this hours (ours)

thunder on shine
sun or rain
it dont matter
you goin hate on me
hate on me
pockets getting fatter
with us it’s no relation
we can take it to maury
and i dont play no games
they thought i was sorry
flow so sick
i need operation
understand this
aint no translation
what i spit is flavors
your girl wanna taste it
aint thats my germs that she get up in yo face wit

you ain’t ready
bull aint ready
yall lightwork and really thought yall was heavy
you be hatin
and bull be hatin
and we be on our grind ya’ll probably thought we was skating

i’m hot
prolli thought i was satan
mr clean i shines
history in the making

ill probably leave with mrs.mistress
i came to damage with viciousness
pockets fat like santa
paper long
christmas list
flyer than a heaven cliff
mj this is it
hating on me useless
told you that i never quit
man no mucus
this is all i ever spit
bars, told u i’m bout it
i go bananas like monkeys that’s wildness

- thunder byrd lyrics

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