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$tupid young - what i want lyrics

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[chorus: $tupid young]
choppa make a n-gg- do the running man
n-gg- want a feature thats a couple bands
told her i ain’t worried about her other man
i do what i want he do what he can
i do what i want he do what he can
i do what i want he do what he can

[verse 1: $tupid young]
when we pull everybody know who we are
hold up i got this glocky in these g stars
poppin pillys got me feeling like an e-tard
so sick somebody take me to the er
young sick n-gg-, young crip n-gg-
i was broke back then now i’m rich n-gg-
f-ck a b-tch n-gg-, hit a lick n-gg-
and if you get caught make sure you don’t snitch n-gg-
bad little b-tch gave me topy
and i met her in my hotel lobby
gucci shirt but the shades by versace
n-gg-s want beef we gone cook it like hibachi
wake in the morning gotta count my blessings
i remember locked up n-gg- i was stressing
now i’m riding through the section clutching on a weapon
n-gg-s ain’t talk money n-gg-s got poor connection

[chorus: $tupid young]
choppa make a n-gg- do the running man
n-gg- want a feature thats a couple bands
told her i ain’t worried about her other man
i do what i want he do what he can
i do what i want he do what he can
i do what i want he do what he can

[verse 2: fenix flexin]
i do what i want he do what he can afford
n-gg- think you winning tell this n-gg- check the score
i’m only in my city cause i’m waiting on a tour
ain’t trying to type it out we take the problem to your door
me and $tupid young going stupid dumb
and we’ll cook a n-gg- like hibachi
roxys, i just sold hundred out the lobby
poppin, your b-tch wanna f-ck me cause i’m poppin
if a n-gg- want a feature tell him 8 racks
this a big choppa push a n-gg- face back
i ain’t even really rapping i just state facts
j cat, p-ssy -ss n-gg- with some face tats
n-gg- acting like he fluent catch a couple shots
we in a different tax bracket i ain’t trying to box
young rich n-gg-, young pimp n-gg-
like some cheetos if we beefing i’m a chip n-gg-s

[chorus: $tupid young]
choppa make a n-gg- do the running man
n-gg- want a feature thats a couple bands
told her i ain’t worried about her other man
i do what i want he do what he can
i do what i want he do what he can
i do what i want he do what he can



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