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the buddy till deh buddy gone down Gyurl leave six wa bitch mossey dumb Tell her gimme money tell her keep deh pum pum Fck her in deh bush meeno need no
Realzz Yeah, Damn, I can not find me a f*ck That I should give, Lebron with the dish Only here for the wins yeah, Still I can’t find me a f*ck
up a long time R.O.S.C.O.E. I done blew up like a landmine And I'm winnin by a land slide [Chorus] I got my own steps I got my own style [repeat 4x]
Back in the day you was calling me ugly Now im so fine all of a sudden 12 come in imma hide in the oven Might f*ck on that hoe then tell em we
In the mornings when I wonder bout you, yeah I hit you like "what you say?" I-I-I could f*ck you all the Mornings when I think about you, yeah I hit
But he still give me jewels and keep me laced in Christian Loubs My walk bloody you 2 sluty Ya just a understudy F*ck Buddy And at times I like them
ain't f*ckin wit no cheese eaters a m*thaf*ckin mouse Half of Molly for da 3 cause it's a m*thaf*ckin drought I pop dat purple by the P I f*ck a hoe n
joint right here (apocalypse baby) Yo this is the type of jam that be getting No Airplay You asked for it buddy, here it comes... [Wyclef - Hook - 2x]
Involved Them boys is fake lame pretenders and all And all And all I’m on the edge and f*ck it here I go N*ggas talk about they plans And all that sh*t
to hobbies You like to be seen and want attention Yea lil buddy got dem ho traits I stay off the scene and i keep it pimpin Yea T got dem goat traits Me
you ball Like I'm D. Fish shooting the 3 When you need bars who do you call Roscoe got it all by the Kilo You lost and never found she not fucking for
coming with beef like a taco My dick el grande, so this shit ain't Paco He catch a concussion like Flacko If he out bust then I Dash like I'm Roscoe I'm
curbin’ ma moves Where the money at All of a sudden We came up from nothing These niqqaz be worried How da fck we stunning I stay undercovered Merhn i stay
With your big nose And ur fckin glasses on With ur machine with a clutch Wow im so damn aroused Buddy hit me up Hit me up and listen up I dont wanna
I jus might go crazy baby if I ever lost u When I get that money I jus don't know what I'm gon do Niggas actin funny we was buddies now u old news
We gone shoot up Where you hang out Fck wit my pants on You won't catch me wit my pants down Couple niggas Tried me in the A Tht was the last time I
Cash in the morning That's my breakfast everyday Fck a baguette Fck a corvette I want a tesla That drives By itself Get sum head On the road Get some
b*tches pink toes Getting money, countin rolls (Woop) I just poured a double up Breaking down the brick this bih thick as f*ck Keep them cookies cookin
as they keep ni--as off they Zen To villanize More than Kylo Ren Instead of weed I rather read Keep my mind free From being locked up by Vape Pen
Keep switching Like Jordan sneakers I know you wanna Go around the world Nothing compared To what i have In my pants I don't f*ck with yall
trying to pay the rent Pay the rent She keep her nails done And her hair did She got three baby daddies and four kids One of them ni**as got taken by
chop up with banana clips Dis Shxt to hot to bring da chorus back Screaming Fck da police yea we finna get da Taurus back SHY we got da gas yea dem
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