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yungcredz – maría – remix lyrics

[ verse : yungcredz ]

said that she love me, then why did you dip?
look at that girl, yea she after the bills
she do it to hurt yea, not after the trill

i don’t know why she be thinkin’ of him
give her the world, she ain’t give me back sh+t
ain’t all that, should’ve went for her twin
keep me a drac’, got me feelin’ like ovo
all of these b+tches be sippin’ on julio

man of the state, yea they callin’ me foolio
yea, i done seen her, yea see at the corridor
i ain’t gon’ lie, i knew something was goin’ on
me and the gang,yea we don’t ever fold at all
fold at all, fold at all, fold at all
yea, the b+tch lookin’ ugly like voodoo doll
illuminati wave, yea they be foolin’ all
keep my grandmama proud and she know it now
his shoota name stunna with two ns
i ain’t sad that she now got a new mans
she be missin’ on loyalty and bands
and she know that the toolie go blatt blatt
she not tryna come and go around
she be playin’ too much got me twistin’ now
life is like twister, gotta move around (gotta move around)

i’ma take it slow (slow)
hit her and she curl her toes (toes)
contemplatin’ bout her choice and
now she be hittin’ the phone (hittin’ the phone)
hittin’ the phone (yea) want second chance but i say no (no)
might have to hit her with the bye bye bye and say goodbye for good

i know my worth yea, more than a b+tch like her yea (mm mm)
this flow too cold (cold)
that’s what they say at north pole (pole)
homie done send me a text
i see and its just her dancin’ on poles (poles)
why is she doin’ all of this sh+t
when i link her up all with the notes (all with the notes)

you cannot come and then go
fa fa fa, gotta add in the fuel
you for the auctions the streets, nicole yea
and i’ma just let you endure (let you endure)
look like coal, that’s old
send boy, he gon’ get back gold
lyrical lemonade, sippin’ like cole
sippin’ like cole
[ verse : reyes! ]
diamonds my wrist
and my coat
mason margiela
this sh+t you don’t know
talking bout’ love
yeah, you think you a pro
auction your body
yeah, b+tch, you a ho’
spitting and slurping
they call you a goat
you come in my life
when i’m feeling high
and you leave me for dead
when i’m feeling low
(when i’m feeling low)

you cannot come in and go
fa fa fa
credz, pass the ammo
play with my heart
and swim in my money
but i got my gang
and this sh+t ain’t funny
the ice on my neck
yeah, be dripping and runny
my heart is so cold
riz be bringing the heat
412 mob, make the game obsolete
love when my b+tches petite
shoota’s at home
and i got it free
ball at the court
yeah, i’m shootin like dame
stressing bout’ you
i don’t need all that fame
perfect lil body and i’ma hit claim
shooting my shots, i go crazy la flame
don’t hate on the playa
just hate on the game
you missed your chance
well, that is a shame
10/10 is the rate that gave
i’ma take it slow
hit her and she curl her toes
contemplatin’ bout’ her choice
and now she be
hitting the phone, (hitting the phone)
hitting the phone
want second chance but i said no
might have to hit her with the bye bye bye
and say goodbye for good yeah
i know my worth
more than b+tch like her yeah
this flow too cold
that’s what they at the pole
homie done send me a text
i see and its her dancing on poles
why is she doing all this sh+t
when i link her up with all with the notes
(mhm, te quiero, dashy)
[ verse : riz ]
louis vuitton sneakers, (yeah)
i’ma rock em’ like some beaters, (ooh ooh)
i’ma rock em’ with adidas
shawty in love, she an eater, (yeah)
you need me, i don’t need ya
stackin’ cash, smokin’ shisha (uh, shisha)
whips so fast like vegeta
called the plug, need a litre (ooh ooh)
i’m at circa with the goons, (goons)
412, hear the boom, (skrt)
like a sunflower you bloomed, (boom)
remember the days you were mad, (shing)
i told you i’ll buy you the moon, (uh)
you said that you’ll see me tomorrow
tomorrow turned sorrow
and then it turned soon
(adeh, ya allah, ya allah, bodooo)
all of my opps are monkeys, (what,yeah)
that’s why shoot up in the zoo, (skrt skrt)
zuheri called me on my phone, (yo)
that’s why we pull up to the stu, (ya bring)
i’m hitting these l!cks with my boo, (boo)
im lovin’ these scenes and the view
visi melayu, my d+ck hard like kayu
bad lil shawty, she straight from the bayu
keep a choppa, you know i don’t miss, (yeah)
leave him in a puddle
ain’t talkin bout p+ss, (yeah, grrt)
don’t second guess cause you know that its riz
shining so bright
that fl!ck of the wrists, (ooh ooh)
rollies & ap’s, i’m dressed like the 80’s
psychedelics got me trippin’ like crazy
i’m malaysia’s, very own slim shady
slim reaper, that’s the way that i ball
takin l’s steady watchin y’all fall
can’t complain, cause my money so tall
talkin sh+t, we can talk, we can brawl
flow is sick, yea my verse is pandemic, (yeah)
fake people yea that sh+t epidemic
man down, yea they call me a medic
in the 6, yeah, you know i’ma send it
(yeah)

i’ma take it slow (slow)
hit her and she curl her toes (toes)
contemplatin’ bout her choice
and now she be hittin’ the phone (hittin’ the phone)
hittin’ the phone (yea)
want second chance but i say no (no)
might have to hit her with the
bye bye bye and say goodbye for good

- yungcredz lyrics

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