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zuse - she twerkin freestyle lyrics

[intro]
you know, this is a freestyle but the style ain’t free

[bridge]
i ain’t never gave a f-ck
and i never gave a d-mn
i ain’t never gave a f-ck
and i never gave a d-mn

[verse 1]
i ain’t never gave a f-ck and i never gave a d-mn
had a pot, had a pan, had a stove, had a plan
i did it with my homie, yeah i did it for my fams
got ’em from my mans, broke ’em down into grams
had a trap going ham, had a trap gone bunk
cash out then i stomp, two grams then a blunk
real n-gga not a p-wn, you a p-ssy, you a punk
did your hoe, then i park, got a chopper in the trunk
slow hoe got me numb, gotta get it when you’re young
if i got it, get you some, none of y’all ain’t get me none
with the beef filet mignon, chew a rapper, bubblegum
i ain’t never been a bum and i ain’t never been a lane
i ain’t never been the type to ever try and tuck my chain
i ain’t never been the type to have you call me out my name
i’m the type to put the motherf-cking money over fame
f-ck your wife and run a train, f-ck your life and why you came
i can tell you ’bout the paper and the power and the pain
i ain’t never had a job but i’ve been working like a slave
aim up, mary-jane, cooking up, sugar cane
make it rock, i hit the block, i stack it up then make it rain
just to show these p-ssy n-ggas we won’t ever be the same
had a bullet with your name but jino got the yoga flame
tell the hater go away or i’mma leave you where you stay
got the dope like i’m a j and ollie got the mini-k
got a l to slow the [?], need a m to keep me straight
i never had a n-gga put his hands up in my face
you a worm, you a bait, eat the beat like a steak
sh-tting on you n-ggas, yeah i got a tummy ache
tell the rest they gotta wait, i got too much on my plate
i got bars, where my chase, i got flow, i’m a wave
are you lost? i’m amazed, are you people entertained?
switch it up on n-ggas just to show it ain’t a game
all of mi gun dem ready, hmph
thug life like machiavelli, hmph
haunt them like mi a freddie, hmph
go ham like it’s a deli, hmph
all of mi thug dem a roll out strap
tell me, hm, what you know ’bout that?
poik poik poik when the four-four clap
po-po ask, mi don’t know ’bout cr-p
all of mi thug dem a roll it back
none of my thug dem a know ’bout that
none of my thug dem a know ’bout rap
hm, your wife? mi a wh0r- out that
hmm, rubber, skrrt, mi flow wrote that
smoke, give me [?]
skrrt, pull up, stop
bumboclaat, it’s so easy, you know giving flows to the needy

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