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Lamb Freestyle
by Feese
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Uhhh
Yall know who it is
Its Feese
Yeah Yeah
Aye Aye
Dress to impress the hoody from free press
I ain't been in the gym, but bitches love how I flex
If you ain't got no ass, then bitch show me your breasts
Told her pay for the refill
You know, that's just a test
I don't fuck with brokianas that never been to the Hamas
Baby daddies got llamas, but never got to the commas
I like sippin' on that Repo that Julio got me gone
This is a gangsta paradise like that Coolio song
I like trickin' on these bitches, it boost up my self-esteem
Her main nigga is boring and always talk to her mean
That's when I park on the scene, fresh white T like Mr. Clean
Took her out to Dean, we ate at Keem's Cuisine
She was rockin' that shien, she far from actin' bougie
Her ex was a ball player, but still gave me that coochie
Don't be actin' for Chanel, I only seen you in Gucci
You got your first bag and actin' bad like you on Tubi
I hit her with that wham, bam, then thank you ma'am
Pus Pussy feel like a hoagie, I'm strokin' on turkey ham
Shout out to Fresco, Ace, Munch, that's my fam
Had a menage, out of mirage and left for my fuckin' lamb
Damn,
Damn,
I left for my fuckin' lamb
Damn,
Damn,
I left for my fuckin' lamb
Goddamn
Come on Feese
Uhhh
Yall know who it is
Its Feese
Yeah Yeah
Aye Aye
Dress to impress the hoody from free press
I ain't been in the gym, but bitches love how I flex
If you ain't got no ass, then bitch show me your breasts
Told her pay for the refill
You know, that's just a test
I don't fuck with brokianas that never been to the Hamas
Baby daddies got llamas, but never got to the commas
I like sippin' on that Repo that Julio got me gone
This is a gangsta paradise like that Coolio song
I like trickin' on these bitches, it boost up my self-esteem
Her main nigga is boring and always talk to her mean
That's when I park on the scene, fresh white T like Mr. Clean
Took her out to Dean, we ate at Keem's Cuisine
She was rockin' that shien, she far from actin' bougie
Her ex was a ball player, but still gave me that coochie
Don't be actin' for Chanel, I only seen you in Gucci
You got your first bag and actin' bad like you on Tubi
I hit her with that wham, bam, then thank you ma'am
Pus Pussy feel like a hoagie, I'm strokin' on turkey ham
Shout out to Fresco, Ace, Munch, that's my fam
Had a menage, out of mirage and left for my fuckin' lamb
Damn,
Damn,
I left for my fuckin' lamb
Damn,
Damn,
I left for my fuckin' lamb
Goddamn
Come on Feese
