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zoey dollaz - with the shits lyrics

[hook: zoey dollaz]
i could call all my cubans, i could call all my haitians
i could call my jamaicans, my young n-ggas got no patience
all my n-ggas with the sh-t, all my n-ggas with the sh-t
all my n-ggas with the sh-t, all my n-ggas with the sh-t

[verse 1: zoey dollaz]
all my n-ggas with the sh-t
they catch you slippin’, n-gga you get hit
they runnin’ around with sticks
f-ck around you gon’ get flipped
you know i’m running with my zoes
you know them n-ggas is on go
i just gotta make the call
bow-bow-bow, your casket closed
i could call my jamaicans
my young n-ggas got no patience
f-ck you f-ck n-ggas hating
just know bullets burn like the satan
i could call all my chicos
i murder one like a free throw
i just gotta make the dial
they’ll pull up, k!ll you right now

[verse 2: k camp]
please don’t ever get it twisted
money making wisdom, b-tch you know i get it
all my n-ggas’ fingers twisted
well if you insist it i’ma let ’em risk it
me and zoey dollaz tryna stack them dollars
i just bought her some new prada
straight from the north, i’m a scholar
shawty perfume is all in the collar
in miami with them zoes
in the h with the mob
i’m connected everywhere
n-ggas f-ckin’ count from baltimore to car
n-ggas claiming that they street n-ggas and they sellin’ packs of the drugs
but we all know you a scrub
and try if you want, ain’t no hoe in my blood

- zoey dollaz lyrics

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