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webbie - this me lyrics

[intro]
i wish for money cars clothes and golds
i was eleven
and now i’m rich and all i wish is that i go to heaven
just throw a few grams of some purple flowers my coffin
i never turn up on my fam no matter what you offer
just tell the twins just tell em to relax
i’ll be waiting where grandma at
with ned and uncle fet
before i be a buster i’d rather be
like my big brother cuffed in handcuffs
and ain’t nobody gotta send me nothing
hard to k!ll with a heart of steel
hell yeah, i can raise mother fucking hell

[hook]
better ask somebody
i’m telling somebody better get these niggas
ima bend that b-tch so low i don’t need nobody with me nigga
tryna get me nigga don’t miss me nigga
better hit me nigga
ain’t nothing that i do [?] nigga
i sat back fuck that
now i’m back you ain’t miss me nigga
with ma dime my niggas go ride
like a mother fucking ten speed nigga
still do the same lil nigga
since i was little now i [?] bigger
better look at me nigga
diss me nigga

[verse 1]
if you think i just looked up
you got me so fucked up
left a nigga long yeah i did it so what
might finna let them niggas get me fucked up
i’m right here i ain’t got nowhere to fucking go
hit the nigga for the low gimme fifty for a show
got a pound for the blow
i can drown and i’m [?]
rose by the case [?] by the stove
hoe ice cold like some [?] on the stove
gucci everyday and i got [?] up in the store
smoke more weed than a mother fucker grow
got a car with no keys
just get in there and go

[verse 2]
i got the pedal to the floor
whip whip bang yeah the mother fucker glow
catch a [?] let that mother fucker go
i ain’t never go change hell no fucking no
another fact here nigga
i never look back [?] nigga
ain’t never [?] this whole d-mn world
ain’t nothing in the world i’m fearing
and i’m so serious all of my business
these niggas so curious

[verse 3]
i floss out like day and night
they’ll have to come get me nigga
don’t none a my fans don’t diss me nigga
now none a my pants don’t fit me nigga
couldn’t see me where the tv
better go look up at the cover of ma cd
this bet at it’s baddest
i’m whipping they call me savage
got carrots like i’m a rabbit
they stabbing like it’s a habit
i don’t want nothing i have it
if i ain’t bring it i’m stacking
i told myself that i owe myself
[?]
if you got that b-tch advise that b-tch
nigga know what i mean
y’all better size that b-tch
i got a [?] on my b-tch
[?]
we gazing and holding [?]
and we don’t like hoes up in the kitchen
from the [?]
trill fam we [?] still will hustle her -ss off
finna get the plate like i never ate

[verse 4]
still the same old cat
since way back ain’t that much change nigga
but the mustang turned to a ferrari
leather seats no top
with a bad b-tch so bright
look white independent she work up in the hospital
i send y’all boy [?] to the bank like you work with em
yeah these niggas getting money but these niggas so post up
that you probably gotta post with em
[?]
but a nigga so hood nigga probably got to work with him
i’m the prince of the thrill if you real [?]
if you fuck with this [?]

[outro]
rounding up b-tches like the people
no one’s leaving and no one’s breathing
raid the closets check the dresser
k!ll everybody double check em
trill for life b-tch respect it
disrespect it you’ll regret it
if you still don’t get the message you better check it
sweet zone

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