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trip lee - manolo lyrics

[intro: trip lee]
yessir
gawvi, get ’em
why we do it?
why we do it?

[hook: gawvi]
i do it for the turn-up
got that ammo locked and loaded
i ain’t talking bout no burner
flip a page i’ll explode it
got a cabin in manolo (nolo) manolo (nolo) manolo (nolo) manolo
got a cabin in manolo (nolo) manolo (nolo) manolo (nolo) manolo
got a cabin in manolo

[verse 1: trip lee]
trying to tell them boys
i never leave da crib alone
cuz i keep one in my car and i got two at home
they diff’rent kinds but they do the same thing
double-edged double-barrel (bang bang) yessuh
i’m out here facin’ dragons, i ain’t out my mind (bang bang)
they comin’ for my soul so it’s bout that time (bang bang)
them lies they trying to k!ll me if you don’t believe me
i don’t care, i don’t care
i can’t take it easy
i’m flippin the page, i’m trigga happy a clip in the gauge
cl1ckin and hittin the stage, hit you with truth thats in every phrase
he cut me deep
i’m divin’ in, divin’ in
when i ride i got that fire fire
i’m alive again
that’s right (when i ride i got to)
come alive again, you know we got it
come alive again, uh huh
manolo mayne

[hook]
i do it for the turn-up
got that ammo locked and loaded
i ain’t talking bout no burner
flip a page i’ll explode it
got a cabin in manolo (nolo) manolo (nolo) manolo (nolo) manolo
got a cabin in manolo (nolo) manolo (nolo) manolo (nolo) manolo
got a cabin in manolo

[verse 2: lecrae]
manolo, manolo?
i’m out here going postal
my partnas think i lost it, my momma think i’m loco
i keep my shooter close tho, you know it’s fully automatic
shoot you straight, man that truth’ll do you plenty damage
i got enemies i can’t see’em all but they lurkin’ (lurkin’)
i flip that page on em my trigga finga stay workin (pop pop pop)
i got plenty ammo got old and new they both testify, my lord
and ain’t n0body playin with you, gone mess around, and come test the fire (hah)
and i ain’t gotta say no more, i’m gonna cl1ck cl1ck bang and the thing gon’ blow
red letters like a red dot on yo dome (yep yep yep yep yep)
all yall gone with a dash on the backseat
that’s me with a clip full of black ink
ima hit y’all with it till i split y’all with it (man down man down)
had a bad week, bad week (man down, man down)

[verse 3: trip lee]
i be a sheep i’m a dummy
sometimes it ain’t even funny
them lies are sicker than poison while the truth that is sweeter than honey
and we know that he got us
he is with us can’t block us; ibaka
and we fighting the lies ’cause
his word is my weapon
it’s going brrrr-aaat!

- trip lee lyrics

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