ywb philly - a2 lyrics
hold up
run that sh-t back bro
yeah
you know it’s some old time vibes
ywb you know the rhythm that’s on me
imma rap to the beat snap your fingers stomp yo feet
when i’m in town don’t make no plans
just stomp your feet and clap your hands
walking down main street with my crew
i don’t see n-body fuh-fuh-f-cking with you
so i pick you up and i spin you round
i said spin that -ss and bus it to the ground
yeah the time is about 6:34
i sleep in money brodie cuz i ain’t f-cking poor
i’m from the double a so i don’t f-ck with what you say
unless i’m f-cking with a druggie that just got f-cking played
i said i’m from a2 not that it matters to you
n-body gives a sh-t if what you spitting is true
like ayo and teo i’m a one package b-tch
i had to cut off my exes couldn’t hold down a snitch
you want my brother yeah you got me
yeah you’re d-mn right we refused to take the plea
we said we gonna win this b-tch and f-ck it down
while this court case keeps all ten toes on the ground
yeah f-ck the case
f-ck the race too
yo all my kids i know you hearing this beat
i said snap your fingers and stomp your feet
if god got us then we gonna have fun
we gon clap our hands they probably finna go numb
yeah i was meeting my homie just for the night
my hitman told me his last job was too light
so i gave him sum i knew he couldn’t do
i said stop the hate and turn off the beef stew
this ain’t no hayden k cuz i ain’t steal yo f-cking bae
ain’t some young cosby either not asking shorties for they weight
just a warning i had to send you best believe this ain’t the end
oh real sorry bout that charlie i just stole your girlfriend
yeah how you like that?
the man himself eh?
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