Lyrics

Aye quit bragging bout yo plug Nigga cut me in For that bread I'm in yo house Just like I'm Brother Man I'm running in Add it up nigga sum again Aye quit bragging bout yo plug Nigga Cut me in For that bread I'm in yo house Just like I'm Brother Man I'm running in Add it up nigga sum again I don't think I heard you clear pussy come again They taking L's Nigga we got a dub again Catch a fade if he winning Then we jumping in Once again If Im in the building you know I snuck it in Forty can't fit on my waist I had to suck it in Trick shut the fuck up Mind your business bitch quit butting In You must take me for a goofy I ain't one of them I'm loving it Beef too hot to handle you need a oven mitt Double crossed by love ones I'll never love again You run ya mouth i'll arrange it so it won't run again The last nigga retreated he did the running man Ain't stutter when I call him brody like he was one of kin Right hand to god I got big plans placed in my other hand So fuck a friend Dead presidents folded in rubber bands Looking like a cemetery in these colored pants Idle threats from niggas they saying my days are numbered when? Niggas pussy playin gangsta let 'em follow trends
Writer(s): Freddy Kennedy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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