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young nudy - yeah yeah lyrics

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[intro]
you can’t trust n-body
i don’t f-ck with these n-gg-s
f-ck 12
look what kind of picture they try to paint on me
drank
i know
what you tell ’em slime?

[chorus]
gangster, blood
shooter, k!ller
robber, yeah
finesser, jugger, i do it
sticks, get to it
your b-tch, want to f-ck
huh?, yeah, yeah, yeah
oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
oh yeah, yeah
money, yeah
b-tches, drank
mollies, percs
lean, pour me up

[verse 1]
look what the molly make your b-tch do
look what the drank make your b-tch do
look what the weed make your b-tch do, f-ck it
look what the percs make young nudy do
beat your b-tch back down
imma give your hoe the mack down
wwe smackdown, yeah i’m talking raw n-gg-
beat your b-tch raw n-gg-, yeah
all in her jaws n-gg-
all in her jaws n-gg-
knockin’ down walls n-gg-
beat your b-tch face up
yeah i run i run the cake up
riding ’round with the cakers
yeah we havin’ bakers
bake me a p-ssy n-gg-
try to play n-gg-, imma gon’ roll you up like a swisher
and imma smoke you n-gg-
yeah you over with

[chorus]
gangster, blood
shooter, k!ller
robber, yeah
finesser, jugger, i do it
sticks, get to it
your b-tch, want to f-ck
huh?, yeah, yeah, yeah
oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
oh yeah, yeah
money, yeah
b-tches, drank
mollies, percs
lean, pour me up

[verse 2]
d-mn, you try that b-tch
d-mn, you try that hoe
yeah, i don’t really give a f-ck ’bout that ho
give her nothin’ but the slow strokes
yeah, yeah, yeah
got your b-tch in the room screaming, yeah
yeah, blam, d-mn, well
i done srolled up another blunt, toucan sam
fruit loops, in a f-cking coupe
riding ’round with the whole zoo, what about you?
you through, they through
i’m shooting, you shooting
they ’bout it, we ’bout it
catch a body, you ain’t ’bout it
been ’bout it, since a youngin’
everybody know i want the money
if a n-gg- ain’t talking ’bout no money
sh-t, i guess i’ll go f-ck on your honey

[chorus]
gangster, blood
shooter, k!ller
robber, yeah
finesser, jugger, i do it
sticks, get to it
your b-tch, want to f-ck
huh?, yeah, yeah, yeah
oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
oh yeah, yeah
money, yeah
b-tches, drank
mollies, percs
lean, pour me up

[outro]
huh, yeah
i bet one of y’all b-tch will call me right now
uh, yeah, uh, yeah
ain’t tryin’ these b-tches
see what the drug make yo’ b-tch do



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