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xanman33 - showbiz lyrics

yeah, whoa we drop bows on em
hit l!cks, switch up cars an hoes on em
f+cking rookies whole team turn pros on em
long range no scopes on em
p+ssy boys man i don’t know em
but i’m gone show em
f+cking with the team, hillside we gone smoke em
thats no joke an the gang we all focused
an yea we brag while getting bags it’s all showbiz

xanman33 bruh
big guns can’t fit it in my jeans bruh
i leave it in the bag in back of the beamer
raise the f+ck up if you ain’t came with the team bruh
i travel off a feature, its leisure
spending time in medina
met a dime named gina
she workin’ on a visa
i’m working with the reefer
imma need a liter so i could get leaned up
just like her don’t need her
just pipe her don’t feed her
she like i hit deeper
no sleeper, creeper
all night imma freak her, but ain’t gone keep her
(imma leave her)
cause’ i don’t need her
i got some loose change we ballin out yea
i got some new freaks i’m calling out yea
i got some new rims we rollin’ out yea
i got the cannon with me we wilding out yet

playboy, i’ll teach you how to robe a chick
i got it all, what you want? smoke or pills?
you could have your girl back she don’t know the drills
f+cking with the team only leads to overk!lls
imma get some mills, my mom won’t know whats bills
smoking a blunt in a bentley how does that feel
i don’t pump fake baby cause i’m that real
i turn her upside down like a cartwheel
smoking trees, blowing g’s, she blowing me
that describes trips to mexico, only me
my boys run sh+t across caribbean seas, said whatever i need, they could get it here to me
if i ever catch a case, i’ll never take a plea
you cats eat out the dog bowl then you catch flees
funny to me, i’m moving secretly
you playing both sides you living dangerously, boy
(xanman33)
(gds, we blessed)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

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