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veeze - miami (pop it) lyrics

[intro]
(you aren’t even a cool breeze for my man taz)

[verse 1: veeze]
boy you know i’m colder than an iceberg, might make a shipwreck
every day is like my stock rise, you better invest
cup pinker than the barbie world, but ain’t no ken there
n+ggas helping out the feds, man, they growing pig tails
i was walking by, she whispered to her friend like, “that’s him”
they was staring at the kid so long, i broke them b+tches’ neck
i been standing on my ten so long, feel like a bearbrick
she keep looking at me up and down, she doing a drip check
walk a n+gga down in broad day, that’s inappropriate
man, that n+gga not no boss, he the cleaning toilet man
bend a n+gga block and wet it up just like the toilet drain
seem like soon as this b+tch swallow nut, she back annoying
i just put the city on my back, didn’t even check the weight
i got money old as morgan freeman, no pics as a baby
oh, you finally got your first lil’ bankroll, congratulations
if i send that [?] emoji, that mean you my basic
my woodfill that top shelf, it taste like a pastry
money on his ho head, it look like some drake beat
200 the dashboard, just stay where your lane be
we the can’t be f+cked withs, f+ck with us, it can’t be
last n+gga crossed me, chrome heart leather patch
kicking so much sh+t, i need to start karate class
sliming b+tches out, hall of fame, purple badge
made her block her man, she know i’m the greener grass
[verse 2: lil baby]
sliming b+tches out (slatt)
hall of fame, purple badge
made her block her man (haha)
she know i’m the greener grass
makeup done suit on, we halloween his ass
he be acting like a big dog when he arena bad
your b+tch really a eater, bro, she got a u+i+p pass
i’m back four to six a day, again i need rehab
she like, “boy, you wanna go and f+ck?” i ain’t got time for that
i’m also tryna buy you what you like with your lil’ mean ass
seven bucks on tennis chain, i put my links up
brabus got a million cash in it is a brinks truck
brodie caught two bodies on the camera, he don’t think much
pop a g6, five, four, three, two, one, i’m gone on a roll
name a b+tch who got away from me, i’m strong on a ho
mattyboy know how to pop it, i go chrome when i want to
i understand that i’m a rapper, the blow blowing on the blow
i don’t gotta tell ’em sh+t, they know the bl!cks, you see ’em, it’s a go
i was tryna be the cash cow, they treat me like a goat
ain’t never been the class clown, i’m somewhere selling dope
them little n+ggas shrimps, they don’t do enough, we known for doing the most
bought my young b+tch a rolls royce, she whip it like a boat

- veeze lyrics

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