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xanman - so servin (so far gone remix) lyrics

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walk with a stick, little baby [?]
b+tch ass n+gga, he sweeter than glucose
ask him “what you say?” like jason derulo
shot a n+gga father, put him in a group home
call me ‘yonce, got a b+tch on a blue phone
they don’t pass me the glock, yeah they two+tone
street n+gga, slam the plug like sumo
might sign to rca for a record
pull out an rpg for a weapon
he in the er, send him to heaven
one in the head, they calling me devin
four on his back, they calling him westbrook
jake paul, we ain’t throwing a left hook
f+ck that sh+t, i dropped out
you can’t get street smarts from a textbook
outta the chop, feeling likе monica
og in jail, he’s playing harmonica
two glock, mermaid man and its barnacle
pick up thе metal like i am on chronicle
body in the closet , chronicles of narnia
put that sh+t in her mouth like thermometer
my dawg takes percs, now he a vomiter (he f+cked up)
call up [?] n+gga, he a crusher
hit on a b+tch that’s doing all the cuffing’
call me travis barker, i’m a drumming’
we just put in the work like a jumper
my dawg in heat, this b+tch a humper
he not in the zone, he ain’t in his comfort
jamaican b+tch, keep shaking the bumper
i don’t got size, just like an [?]
real street n+gga, i ain’t gon’ hold you
section 8, had the .38 notice
at the home, i water like aerobics
at the home, i add water like i’m moses
i told that b+tch “get out!”, no hypnosis
[?] taking percs, now he gotta [?]
two+tone glock, this sharkboy and lavagirl
got a bad b+tch, i know she a problem girl
real street n+gga, we up and we hit the drac
y’all just found out that n+gga been a fake
i can see us holding hands, i don’t listen to justin timberlake
i took a b+tch on a trip like ella mai
hoodie on, look like i’m boutta meditate
i’m a real n+gga, you know i don’t take favors
i hit on a b+tch, you know i ain’t save her
he in the [?], i call him dash dame
two fat b+tches, i’m getting their waist trained
two glocks on my side, im tomb raider
never had a heart, i might shoot an eighth grader



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