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unclebitxhes - range rover lyrics

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hide ya body like 5 bities over
and depart in a ‘c-ke green gl-ss’ range rover

raid your trap,then i call my manz to warm the stove up
’cause we ain’t slept in days b-tch, we gotta make this quota

pockets on stupid, more cheese than stouffers
still tippin 4’4s, codeine in my ginger soda

i’m posted with ya b-tch, smoking & f-cking on her sofa
now this hoe’s tryna tell me she’s in love and shit now manne….
what the f-ck??

unclebitxhes on the boards
uncavelli on the pen
steady macking
never lacking
know we keep it pimpin’

never trust these b-tches, (na)
i never love these hoes, dog.(na)
the wise words of a pimp
i thought i told y’all..

all that fake flexing shit will probably get you caught up
f-cking with unclebitxhes money; finna get you shot up

all that fake flexing shit will probably get you caught up
f-cking with unclebitxhes money; finna get you shot up

hide ya body like 5 bities over and depart in a ‘c-ke green gl-ss’ range rover

range rover

range rover
(x2)

- unclebitxhes lyrics

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