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tkeezin - thuggly lyrics

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either way it go if it’s slow we gettin loose scratch

yea we all thuggly ass n+ggas and f+ck who ask

get it in early like we livin in a boot camp

we gone get some money we ain’t settling for food stamps

run off wit a playa stop playing you know like it

dirty curb n+ggas we ain’t snitchin on indictments

don’t gossip about a n+gga just pull up holla at me

i feel bad for my b+tch she got a snitch baby daddy

verse 1

and i hope her son don’t have his daddy’s ways
keep that b+tch n+gga sh+t over that way
i done made her a queen now she roccin wit me
and she love when a random b+tch socc it to me

i still slide thru da hood like a trolley
i’m not ya boyfriend find sumtin else to call me
keez you still on some bullsh+tt ,n+gga prolly
keez you fucced da homie babymomma n+gga prolly

dirty ass n+gga so i’m thuggly and i’m ratchet
clean as i needa be so b+tch don’t panic
say j+pan 3 times you might start doing magic
talkin h+lla slicc and be a bad b+tch magnet

sorry for the wait sike b+tch be patient
1+800 okayahoo i ain’t playin
1+800 why dey on percs like a dope fiend
ya baby momma everything i want we a good team

hook

either way it go if it’s slow we gettin loose scratch

yea we all thuggly ass n+ggas and f+ck who ask

get it in early like we livin in a boot camp

we gone get some money we ain’t settling for food stamps

run off wit a playa stop playing you know like it

dirty curb n+ggas we ain’t snitchin on indictments

don’t gossip about a n+gga just pull up holla at me

i feel bad for my b+tch she got a snitch baby daddy

verse 2

i got charm don’t you play wit this pot of gold
i needa cougar she can treat me like i ain’t grown
i got a car but ima run a play in hers doe
noticed who i was then they kicced me out da furlough
either it way go love

ima get this money up

yea you look good b+tch

but i ain’t even tryna fucc

take it to da clown n+ggas

i don’t be around n+ggas

da homie got time didn’t tell held it down n+gga

coulda got a pass but he lied and said he knew us

i’m walking round wit h+lla money on me and some new chuccs

she choose a crosstown now she wishin she ain’t blow up

( cree talk )

hittem wit a player lean eh eh

cree danny b+tch no creeateen

i’m da bada boom and bada bing

this how we talk you don’t know what i mean

- tkeezin lyrics

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