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young prodi - no games lyrics

[chorus]

when it come to music yea you know i play no games
cross me once shoot a n-gga in his f-cking brain
you a waste manz get up out my face you and me n-gga we are not the same i be lit n-gga you be f-cking lame
it’s young prodi now you know my name sh-t been taken like your girl i already claimed
she be on my d-ck she luh the way i entertain
p-ss her to the bros she a thottie she a thottie she a hoe

[verse 1: young prodi]

i be broke but you ain’t gotta commentate
two faced n-ggas blasting sh-t on the interstate
you want good music let me demonstrate
it’s young prodi beast mode lemme activate
this is music ain’t no math no need to calculate
i be lit n-gga i don’t motivate
got a 40 on my belt cross me imma let bang
n-ggas acting like they top sh-t you ain’t even gang
b-tches calling up my phone i just let it rang
i don’t do no cuddle sh-t b-tch i just wanna bang
no whip broke -ss n-gga trappin outta ets
pulling up in sweats
this the life i f-cking live best believe imma make it you gon see
imma own a private jet
yea n-gga you can guess the rest
on the come up imma be the best
i say that loud and proud as i fist bump on my chest

[verse 2: yungsxsa]

sosa on the track with young prodi
turn ur girls to thotties
we ain’t poppin molly
but like migos you know we too hotty
n-ggas rap
but they talking cr-p
n-ggas f-cking whack
talm bout straps
but these n-ggas p-ssies they just tryna act
where u at? where ur block?
run up on me n u get popped
you get shot bodies dropped
talking hard? u gotta stop
sosa in the cut, turn these kings into peasants
you not a elf so don’t talk about no rap in my presence
make a b-tch miss the sh-t in the end of a sentence
got 3 hoes on my d-ck but i ain’t giving out presents

[chorus]

- young prodi lyrics

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