urban legends cult - handouts lyrics
[chorus]
take a look at all this cash, now you like, “what happened?”
take my shawty out to sax [?] my fashion
sick and tired of givin’ handouts, so quit the askin’
see they jealous when i’m pullin’ my bands out, i know you mad, b-tch
take a look at all this cash, now you like, “what happened?”
take my shawty out to sax [?] my fashion
sick and tired of givin’ handouts, so quit the askin’
see they jealous when i’m pullin’ my bands out, i know you mad, b-tch
[verse 1]
ayy, i know you mad, see, i could see it in your face
when i walk in the place, feel the jealous and hate
but i lie to the bank when i’m cashin’ the checks
that you wish that you had, that i made in a day
never care for what they say but please be careful where you lay
might know a couple shooters that won’t hesitate
to pull up and shots fired, dump yo -ss in the lake
[verse 2]
one time for the flex
two times for the pussy n-gg-s that be talkin’ that reckless
three times for my little street dime shorty on a [?]
take out the [?] when i want some weed time
but we never eating till we twist and then we rewind
f-ck n-gg- better catch up
ulc runnin’ the game, you n-gg-s can’t match us
you n-gg-s can’t stand us, it’s part of the plan
we speak with the hands, get merked by the can’
if you ain’t talkin bands, we run up a check and i do my lil dance
[verse 3]
[chorus]
take a look at all this cash, now you like, “what happened?”
take my shawty out to sax [?] my fashion
sick and tired of givin’ handouts, so quit the askin’
see they jealous when i’m pullin’ my bands out, i know you mad, b-tch
take a look at all this cash, now you like, “what happened?”
take my shawty out to sax [?] my fashion
sick and tired of givin’ handouts, so quit the askin’
see they jealous when i’m pullin’ my bands out, i know you mad, b-tch
[verse 4]
[verse 5]
[chorus]
take a look at all this cash, now you like, “what happened?”
take my shawty out to sax [?] my fashion
sick and tired of givin’ handouts, so quit the askin’
see they jealous when i’m pullin’ my bands out, i know you mad, b-tch
take a look at all this cash, now you like, “what happened?”
take my shawty out to sax [?] my fashion
sick and tired of givin’ handouts, so quit the askin’
see they jealous when i’m pullin’ my bands out, i know you mad, b-tch
[outro]
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