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$weet-t & danny g beats - freakbob lyrics

[verse]
(oh sh+t, that’s a danny g beat)
(huncho)
my people don’t collaborate, we just collude and connive
this chop be busting funky moves, so don’t go talking all that jive
the way you sitting in the crib, you shouldn’t even be alive
i just hit the batch with narcan to rattle up the high
the way you f+cking up the bag, you shouldn’t even reproduce
a hundred hoes in my roster, like i’m playing duck, duck, goose
we put dutch on his head, and straight turn that boy recluse
i’m on the phone with jwu talking about the fuse and the (babous?)
keep eying your shorty, she a professional freak job
you dying to press the e pills, got the same shape as freakbob
advanced with this bl!ck, i bust the mozambique, no problem
my stack start getting thick (cha+ching), my d+ck start to throb (boing)
so don’t even hit my line unless it’s a bread proposition
(?) strain on dutch, we smoking dead opposition
infrared on your head, like it ain’t sh+t to have you missing
dutch will wack a nun, and carry on with zero reminiscing
ya’ll wish ya could does it, and sadly sweet really dos it
i got ten birdies in the whip, just know my ‘migo finna cruise it
i throw a stack on the stripper, and smack her booty til i bruise it
i only patch the gun to dutch, cause i know he finna use it
gang got loosey on the toosi, now he turnt cause she abuse it
lames be on that f+ck sh+t, me and mines just can’t excuse it
ya’ll could never f+ck with sweet, just know i instantly deduced it
and i ain’t rapping on the beat, unless danny g produced it
(oh sh+t, that’s a danny g beat)

- weet t danny g beats lyrics

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