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youngboy never broke again - i want you lyrics

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[intro]
yeah
baow, baow, baow, baow

[chorus]
lil’ shawty, i want you (huh), ’cause you bad (huh)
she like, “can i text you?,” she like my swag
she know when i come through, i show my ass (yeah)
hope to lord i don’t stretch my pants, know i’m in this b+tch, let’s go
[verse 1]
two packs came in, i pour a four
slimes on point, they all gon’ go
four racks, n+gga, that’s just my coat
fit on point from my head to my toe
all green flags, n+gga, that’s my code
4ktrey, and they all my bros
every n+gga dissed me, half them dead
n+gga would’ve did better buyin’ a song
burn that money on four iphones
one tone ap, time i’m on
two+tone patek, and i came on strong
if you don’t want stat’, n+gga, change that song
gotta keep bad b+tches inside my home
i’ma thug with her, but she can’t stay long
[?] f+ck with my dome, but i still don’t let new n+ggas roam

[chorus]
lil’ shawty, i want you (huh), ’cause you bad (huh)
she like, “can i text you?,” she like my swag
she know when i come through, i show my ass (yeah)
hope to lord i don’t stretch my pants, know i’m in this b+tch, let’s go

[verse 2]
two packs came in, i pour a four
make sure that ain’t my baby
woah, now, lil’ mama, slow it down, i got a bag in case
come to my house, don’t tell n0body, in here gettin’ f+cked up
could’ve split that boy in his place, but they p+ssy boys lucked up
with that, don’t give no f+cks
we be totin’ on tow trucks
they know this chopper knock a n+gga face+off, in there pick it up
i like that girl, so get her hair, and she might leave my [?]
panamera porsche loaded, and it came with soft skin
f+ck your favorite rapper, bet his mammy know i off him
and that other boy just a good runner, i’m a runner, cross him
make sure i bless his soul, cross him, right in front the office
lil’ ho, your f+ckin’ n+gga die ’cause he ain’t think to run from altima
[chorus]
lil’ shawty, i want you (huh), ’cause you bad (huh)
she like, “can i text you?,” she like my swag
she know when i come through, i show my ass
hope to lord i don’t stretch my pants, know i’m in this b+tch, let’s go



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