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summer comin'
And I'm countin' it up keep, them hundreds comin'
When you see me in traffic it's humblin'
I'm the big bruh to them, sonnin' them, sonnin

don't get me a mensch
Sonnin' everyone
Yet I'm never havin' kids
Said there's levels
To this shit
Never revel
In a bitch
What ya tell'em
When he rich
Go

Super, super, super-speed, Sonic, I'm running
Call me big papa, I'm sonnin' (sonnin')
I supply the dick when she want it (want it)
I'm a bad boy,

Just Another Gangsta

Juvenile

Just Another Gangsta

2019

out of trash
Sonnin' these niggas, they respect me like a dad
Just another gangster, yeah, whoadie, I'm a jag'
240 on the dash
Smart nigga, I could

Aye
Yeah yeah
Really miss the year 16' yeah
Yeah talkin' summertime
Lately I been sonnin' these niggas
But that lame ass nigga
Really ain't no son

I'm sonnin' niggas zodiac
He dropped a song know he wack
You thought you ate Kobe back
Get clapped for cheese Colby Jack
Make yo' bitch pour me ach'

the n-word
To say disrespect is necessary thats absurd
Nah you know these rappers how I be sonnin' 'em 
I got a whole lot of N Words except one of them
I guess

[Sonnin]
Contas e contas não pagas, e os nego fudido mas tamo na área 
Ganhando dinheiro de forma errada, metendo o loco na vida da nada
Sem nada

Me desculpa Sonnin, cê nem tá ligado!
sei que é bem foda viver disso receber atraso,
lancei um clipe foda pra carai, nem ligaram,
talvez se eu fosse

‘bout to get back
I'm sonnin' niggas like the step-dad.
I'm the one, just accept that.
Make their face turn red (read) where they're left at.

(Verse 1)

shut it
Niggas hatin' on me and I love it
Feel like a dad nigga, I be sonnin'
Wait, what? This shit get hot like oven
You need to cut it

You need to cut

B**** I been sonnin’ all these n*****, I don’t need no more kids
Nah, nah, nah
Yeah
B**** I don’t need no more kids
Stayed down like Romo did
Playground

sonnin' em all
I know the tick gonna tock
It's never gon stop ay
Cut a lil different i been on a mission
I did it with no type of boss ay
No one to call,

you sayin bro don't even bother
They keep on moving on me they is not low (You is not low)
That shit'll be transparent
I keep on sonnin' em get them

sonnin' you all
I stay with the heat, I bet some of you fall
Ghostface, got killers on call (What? Yeah)
Ready to creep on the down low, ain't talkin'

just twice her
Or I hit it 300 times
Just like a Chrysler
Don't take much
You can see that I'm runnin' em
Not outta Phoenix
But you know that I'm sonnin

I feel like Tony Montana coming home to Havana
in a Rolls-Royce phantom at Copa Cabana
I’m sonnin’ so many rappers I should hold ‘em ransom
Mama’

on paperinsakin
Punottaa jo herramme naama
Kun hän rouvaa käy riiustamaan

Rouva saa sonnin innostumaan
Sonni saa rouvan punottamaan
Saatille mukaan puskeutumaan
Ja

it) 
They know that Kamp got the summer lit (summer lit)
Rappers my kids, I be sonnin' it (sonnin' it)
Roll me a blunt, drop another hit
The pain in

Sonnin' who block?
Who opp? Get your crew flocked
Twenty-two shot n-N-New Glocks, I got uwops
Sonnin' who block?
Who opp? Get your crew flocked
Twenty-two

Versão Brasileira
Sonnin no Beat
Role aqui na TrapHouse é tipo RabaCity
Mexe a bunda sem parar no ritmo do beat
Tudo mundo vai chapar
Role real

good 
The best to do it, don't get it misunderstood 
There's no comparison 
Boy I am the reverend 
Sonnin' anybody can get it 
Salute the veteran 
Hello

sonnin' rappers for so long I'm fixed
Just because I'm light skin don't say I'm mixed
I be blacking out and your verse getting nixed
If you send it to me

gluttony
Swear I heard it all before, I hate redundancies
Did this shit all by myself nobody sonnin me 

Moon in crescent
Luminescent
I'm depressed even