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yadda - every weekend lyrics

why lie
i’m fly
g5 oh my oh god
yes sir i keep that iron
can’t trust these n+ggas they lie
i got that flow to make a suburb white kid make a bomb
she wanted to find out who i am i told her ask her mom
same n+gga in the vip with a bottle on me cost 2,3 rack
that hoe had a few strings loose so i grabbed my receipt and took her back what’s wrong, you mad
to bad i don’t pay for trash
that’s why my wife is bad
lil girl you’ll make me laugh
verse:2
shout out to all the ladies who go to work and got that check
shout out to all the ladies who know how to make their home a nest
shout out to all the ladies who had to raise their kids alone
shout out to all the ladies who tuck they skirt and keep it going
i know you out here all alone tryna make it on ya own
all these dudes wan do is play with your heart and don’t know right from wrong yes girl i be knowin
i know the struggle trust me
come out to the club this weekend
let’s see if we can make you lucky
verse3
if i ain’t working then i’m throwing money at the club
they act like they scared of me cus they know i’m connected to the thugs true diamond on the west side was my favorite spot
i tip the bouncer cus you know i had to bring my glock
i’m getting brush burns on my thighs from these lap dances
i think my hearts under attack like i’m red sanford
the knot i got will buy your boyfriends chain 20 times
you’ll be a dead b+st+rd
you try to come for mines

- yadda lyrics

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