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yung leeks - c4n't s33 m3 lyrics

[verse 1]
pocket watchin’
heard that boy, he pocket watchin’
i pull up with the pocket rocket
heard that boy talkin’ ’bout robbin’, stop it
i be gettin’ mil’ like rocket, rocket
fold that boy like a wallet, a wallet
i’m gettin’ this money, i’m poppin’, i’m poppin’ (yeah)
baby, i’m hotter than takis, takis
i run up again and they pocket watchin’
heard that boy, he pocket watchin’
i pull up with the pocket rocket
heard that boy talkin’ ’bout robbin’, stop it
i be gettin’ mil’ like rocket, rocket
fold that boy like a wallet, a wallet
i’m getting this monеy, i’m poppin’, i’m poppin’ (yeah)
baby, i’m hotter than takis, takis (yeah)
i don’t pop no pеrc’ (perc’)
jojo on my shirt (shirt)
we gon’ make it work (work)
diamonds on me twerk (twerk)
bet i got that work (work)
slippin’ like i’m kurt (kurt)
come and get your girl (girl)
she be tryna flirt (flirt)
so i told her wait (wait), woah (woah)
wait (wait), woah (woah)
wait (wait), woah (woah)
and she like, “it don’t matter”
ever since a n+gga gettin’ money, gettin’ fatter
call me fat joe, lean back with the pattern
i’m like hey, uh, i know it’s okay (‘kay)
sweet like baby ray’s (ray’s)
pull it to your face
finna pull up to your place (place)
.40 for the waist
leavin’ that open, like a case
benz in the back and it look like hey
i’ma come run on that beat like yeah
i got pacific, it’s all on my neck
jewelry is on me, i’m comin’ through wet
racks on my body, ain’t talkin’ ’bout pecs
i’m gettin’ money, i’m runnin’ the check
god on my side, i ain’t doin’ no hex
shawty the loaded, she touchin’ the pecs
i told her “shut up” and give me a sec
i told her “shut up” and give me a sec (yeah)
uh, yeah, uh, hey, hey, beep+beep
baby, this a two+door, swervin’ like i’m meep+meep (nyoom)
she know i love anime, she think i’m a geek, geek
mama said she proud of me, she see me on tv (hit it)
wait (wait), woah (woah)
hey (hey), no (no)
hey (hey), ho (ho)
yeah, but you ain’t even matter (matter)
ever since a n+gga gettin’ money, gettin’ fatter (fatter)
call me fat joe, lean back with the pattern
when i pull up to the spot, everybody start to scatter
count that money automatic (ayy)
heard that n+gga want the static (ayy)
no, no, i don’t do no average, uh (i don’t do no average)
(no, no, no, i don’t do average, yeah, i don’t do no average)
pocket watchin’
heard that boy, he pocket watchin’
i pull up with the pocket rocket
heard that boy talkin’ ’bout robbin’, stop it
i be gettin’ mil’ like rocket, rocket
fold that boy like a wallet, a wallet
i’m getting this money, i’m poppin’, i’m poppin’ (yeah)
baby, i’m hotter than takis, takis
wait, woah, wait, woah
wait, woah, wait, woah
wait, woah, wait, woah
wait, woah, wait

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