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young sizzle - funnel cake lyrics

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[intro]
fonzie on the beat boy
yuh, yeah

[verse 1: young sizzle]
we chase bread by any means all we know is gram
summer time, icy shine like it winter time
thought i was in the barn
we pay them and beat the crime
quit baby’s and b-tches that’s fine
she telling me line up her line

[verse 2: young sizzle]
on the green route
let em take your team out
on a lean route, shoot that clip and lean down
we getting it all top, bottom, n between now
you n-gg-s ain’t nothing compared to me
you n-gg-s feen dawg
yeah, yeah ,yeah
oh we popping pills
boutta go spend me a deal
i’m sticking and geeking like gretel (the whip)
i’m tryn put bills on through my will
i’m telling that b-tch “bigger than chill” and all i can do is provide the real

[chorus]
i cash head from my side (yaw, yaw, yaw)
nothing but bread on my mind(yaw, yaw)
i draw bread from my time(yaw, yaw)
tell em catch up hoe no hines (yaw, yaw)
lets have a 3 way
shipy lays
she got stripper ways
with a model face
i love roll in blaze
rolex they don’t glaze
boy you flay, you starting funnel cake

–beat switch up–

[pre-chorus]
you lil nasty b-tch, ok
you lil nasty b-tch

[verse 3: bookie t]
in a land be baw
housting mist be v-g-n-
puerto rican bich and hall of first i hit, i mean aghagh
diamonds water, water lookin like a cold -ss dasani
took a look at these bores yeah ratchest n-gg- around me
none them diamonds cloudy
get your b-tch wetter wetter
when i want her i get her
when i get her i got her
but these hoes are particular getting ahead vehicular
then the bae yeah im be d-cking her in the weed is prescription

[verse 4: bookie t]
come in the from the wrong side of the mountain
chuba got the water fountain b-tch get it more they coming every tv mounatin
if i ever just walk through the hall way ay pe we will i get it the long way lookin’ cilantro
crime pays and i get it the hard way
p-ssy on broadway

[verse 5:bookie t]
god d-mn count money and f-ck all everything
never thought i say it till im getting tired of manaji
step my game up, cut the fame up, cut the name up, cut the b-tch all off
but they gotta love (mumble) tummy tug
ye ye yea, ye ye ye ye yea

[pre-chorus:bookie t]
need to know you leaving me
tired of knowing you leaving me

[chorus]
i cash head from my side (yaw, yaw, yaw)
nothing but bread on my mind(yaw, yaw)
i draw bread from my time(yaw, yaw)
tell em catch up hoe no hines (yaw, yaw)
lets have a 3 way
shipy lays
she got stripper ways
with a model face
i love roll in blaze
rolex they don’t glaze
boy you flay, you starting funnel cake



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