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yungjosh93 & don toliver - global wide pimp brothers lyrics

global wide pimp brothers lyrics
[intro: don toliver]
woo
ay, f+ck all you critics
f+ck all you haters
f+ck all you n+ggas
f+ck all the critics
uh

[verse 1: don toliver]
i remember when i ain’t had sh+t
now i’m top floor, chop game with ya b+tch
coming with a plan so we can all get rich
money in the bag, don’t touch that sh+t
get off my d+ck, chop game with ya b+tch
.40 in the whip in case you tryna hit a l!ck
h+town flow, let a young n+gga spit
you talk a lot of sh+t, i hope you do it on a d+ck
riding in the back, man, whip gettin’ lit
jack life forever, man, i love this sh+t
counting up the paper, i don’t love that b+tch
you the type to love, kiss and hug that b+tch
got a whole sack, i wanna hug that b+tch
got a court date, i’m like f+ck that sh+t
hustle everyday just so i could pay the rent
stick a n+gga up for the paper real quick
josh he an animal, i’m speaking real sh+t
hop on the block and i’m bleeding that b+tch
cops [?] know a n+gga take risks
facetime with the plug and you know we talking bricks
no losses with the sack, i ain’t taking no sh+t
fifty+nine in the coupe and i’m racing that sh+t
got the top back, the block hating that sh+t
got ya b+tch with me, n+gga hating that sh+t
[verse 2: yungjosh93]
just pimped a new hoe but i hate that b+tch
i’ma make that b+tch then break that b+tch
p+ssy n+gga talk, i don’t play that sh+t
but if the p+ssy lips talk, here’s what i say to that sh+t
“umm, is it mine?”
“baby girl, is it mine?”
“i’m on probation can that p+ssy pay my fines?”
baby if you making money then i’m making time
if the p+ssy don’t pay me bills then don’t say it’s mine
grilled up like jay+z in ’89
and you broke n+ggas might as well make a sign
i can take a ugly b+tch and make her fine
since a youngin, i been turning pennies into dimes
we done went from eating dennys to benihan+
and we sipping on that act, a zip a line
i’m feeling like shaq in ’99
this the truth, looking dead into the lion’s eyes
and them boys say they hot, we on a higher high
if the n+gga spreading lies then he gotta die
me and my momma don’t really see eye to eye
and that sh+t hurts so much, sometimes i gotta cry
but i’ma brush that to side like mcdonald’s fries
been down so long, b+tch, we gotta ride
yung josh, b+tch, that’s who i idolize
and this verse finalize

- yungjosh93 don toliver lyrics

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