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yb curtis - way i walk lyrics

[intro]
(this beat so grin)
(ay’ sol, that’s sweet)
uh (uh, uh)
yeah
ay’ where my drank at?
take a sip on on these n+ggas yeah (b+tch ass n+gga)
say let that bit, go like this, yeah

[chorus]
ay’ go off, i say b+tch, yeah go off (uh uh)
ay’ mane this sh+t be off the dome, i never write
this ain’t no chalk
that ho’ ass n+gga tried to talk
that boy a b+tch, that ain’t my fault
b+tch i’m the realest, know i do this sh+t
lil’ b+tch i’m never soft
ay’ i can’t really f+ck wit’ p+ssy n+ggas claimin’ like they raw (raw, uh)
mane you a b+tch and he a b+tch
yeah
it’s f+ck what you done saw
b+tch if you just got a problem n+gga you know we could solve (we could solve)
i can’t really help that sh+t lil’ b+tch that’s just the way i walk

[verse 1]
yeah, i’ma go and hop, b+tch
ay’ like i’m playin’ hop scotch
i ain’t never been the type of n+gga that the cops got
ay’ i’m that type of n+gga
the type of boy not wit’ that rah+rah
come to me wit’ that rah+rah b+tch i hit you wit’ that fye fye
ay’ i’ma f+ck that pretty b+tch, she in the land of la+la
i’ma make that p+ssy dance b+tch
it slide just like the cha+cha
ain’t smokin’ on no weed lil’ b+tch
ain’t smokin’ on no zaza
my daughter gettin’ older b+tch
ain’t no more goo+goo+gah+gah
ay’ i be wit’ them boys n+gga
b+tch you can’t f+ck wit’ us
mane, you know we them type of n+ggas, can’t get up wit’ us
ay’ b+tch i’m from that f+ckin’ boot lil’ b+tch
ay’ they can’t buck wit’ us (can’t buck wit’ us)
they be talkin’ all that bullsh+t like it ain’t enough wit’ us (it ain’t enough wit’ us)
[chorus]
ay’ go off, i say b+tch, yeah go off
ay’ mane this sh+t be off the dome, i never write
this ain’t no chalk
that ho’ ass n+gga tried to talk
that boy a b+tch, that ain’t my fault (that ain’t my fault)
b+tch i’m the realest, know i do this sh+t
lil’ b+tch i’m never soft
ay’ i can’t really f+ck wit’ p+ssy n+ggas claimin’ like they raw
mane you a b+tch and he a b+tch
yeah
it’s f+ck what you done saw
b+tch if you just got a problem n+gga you know we could solve (we could solve)
i can’t really help that sh+t lil’ b+tch that’s just the way i walk (the way i walk)

[verse 2]
b+tch them p+ssy n+ggas know
ay’ p+ssy b+tch i ain’t gotta show
b+tch i be that f+ckin’ g you see that polo in my clothes
i’on even just get high no more
ay’ b+tch i’m on that low (i’m on that low)
b+tch i’m gon’ upgrade my car
don’t give no f+ck ‘bout what you drove
i be really goin’ up, don’t give no f+ck ‘bout what you had
if you wit’ me we gon’ ball
my baby mama got a bag
ay’ for these b+tches tryna’ get up at me
ay’ b+tch you gon’ get snagged
mane b+tch don’t never try to play wit’ me
my girl gon’ beat ‘yo ass (ha ha ha)
b+tch i make a p+ssy n+gga lose connection, make ‘em lag
b+tch i wear a belt up wit’ my f+ckin’ pants, i don’t sag (uh uh)
ay’ b+tch i want that gucci belt
i’ma add that sh+t up to my bag
mane b+tch don’t never try to take sh+t from me b+tch
i bust ‘yo ass (i bust ‘yo ass)
mane i won’t never take a life but i know that b+tch she took my soul (took my soul)
mane them p+ssy n+ggas think they know me b+tch but i just troll
b+tch i got all my sh+t just planned out
i got a lot of goals (a lot of goals)
i’ma f+ckin’ do my thing all 2024 (2024)
[chorus]
ay’ go off, i say b+tch, yeah go off (uh uh)
ay’ mane this sh+t be off the dome, i never write
this ain’t no chalk (this ain’t no chalk)
that ho’ ass n+gga tried to talk (tried to talk)
that boy a b+tch, that ain’t my fault (it ain’t my fault)
b+tch i’m the realest, know i do this sh+t
lil’ b+tch i’m never soft
ay’ i can’t really f+ck wit’ p+ssy n+ggas claimin’ like they raw
mane you a b+tch and he a b+tch
yeah
it’s f+ck what you done saw
b+tch if you just got a problem n+gga you know we could solve (could solve)
i can’t really help that sh+t lil’ b+tch that’s just the way i walk (the way i walk)

- yb curtis lyrics

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