youngboy never broke again – catch him lyrics
[intro]
look, look, this a dipper
hold up, hold up, this top baby
hold up, we be spinner’s, whole 4ktrey
(playboy on this b+tch but he ain’t playing though)
[chorus]
gangster sh+t, gangster sh+t, don’t come ’round you ain’t gangster b+tch
catch a opp, we gon’ paint the b+tch, swervin’ back to back, srt
put that p+ssy on a tee (baow, baow, baow baow)
leave that p+ssy in the street, standin’ ’round ’em be a crowd
[verse]
i need that sh+t that make me pop, i need that sh+t that make me wop
i need that sh+t that make me get straight out my top (yeah)
i’m in this b+tch, she cut up, wop, don’t make no sense before the bop
it’s bella noche’s for the night, i told her hold her head
if you come through once you gеt done, i beat that p+ssy up (oh, oh)
ain’t f+ckin’ with your ass tonight if you been drinkin’ girl (oh, oh)
i keep that bl!ck onside my waist and i totе knives in jail
got music playin’ and i got all these hoes up in here (bop, bop bop)
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i got shorty bouncin’ ass for youngboy (bomp, bomp, bomp, bomp)
i got shorty throwin’ that ass on my squad (bomp, bomp, bomp, bomp)
plenty money in this b+tch, i got the rod (bomp, bomp, bomp, bomp)
he think he him, then we gon’ send his ass to god (oh, oh, oh)
and we gon’ — baow (bomp, bomp, bomp, bomp)
we gon’ jig all night, we gon’ party all night (bomp, bomp, bomp, bomp)
gon’ get loaded all night, gon’ be drinkin’ all night
[verse 2]
look, she wan’ pop that p+ssy for me, she want me to eat her coochie
she want ride up in my lambo, she don’t want to have to roof in it
p+ssy ass n+gga, all that lookin’ like i just won’t shoot it
huh, huh, huh, huh p+ssy boy, baow, baow
thirty stick, i’m totin’ it in the crowd, that my youngin’ goin’ dumb
pistol p make you twitch, babyjoe make sure you done
all these guns ’round this b+tch, all i know is redrum
all this money around this b+tch, i just know to buy me somethin’
we’ll shoot that stick at you and your clique
n+gga, motherf+ck ’bout where you from
n+gga, i’m with 6 and i’m out that north, you know exactly how i come
bullets flyin’ back to back, bang bang, knock you somethin’
make sure you hit ’em in his hat, baow baow, that’s a dome
[chorus]
gangster sh+t, gangster sh+t, don’t come ’round you ain’t gangster b+tch
catch a opp, we gon’ paint the b+tch, swervin’ back to back, srt
put that p+ssy on a tee (baow, baow, baow baow)
leave that p+ssy in the street, standin’ ’round ’em be a crowd
[outro]
i got shorty bouncin’ ass for youngboy (bomp, bomp, bomp, bomp)
i got shorty throwin’ that ass on my squad (bomp, bomp, bomp, bomp)
plenty money in this b+tch, i got the rod (bomp, bomp, bomp, bomp)
he think he him, then we gon’ send his ass to god
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