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take 2 - 06 saab lyrics

pre*chorus:
well its fine like that
you find like that
it ain’t my biz and imma mind mine back
ay saab quit it fore you fly might crash
you prolly ain’t got started

verse 1:
i think ya really lacking on this anecdote
tired and filled with tropes
i ain’t writing bout it
lets pretend i got in my notes
i been jotting b*tch
i’m really high regarded in that scope
try to tell me off
but bro this art is how i cope (like)
flyest know
i hit the zip
really i could rid quick
probably just be reading out the situation kid is in
tell a gent from these other kid thats outta element
had to spell it out but they don’t get it imma spell again
i’m magic grew so
quick i laid the 2×4
i been rollin with my bro we prolly hit up qdoba
got a quarter in the saab if you ain’t hit it move over
my foot is on the gas i gotta take a new road ah ah
and you know whats up
but you won’t shut up
you know whats what
who hold that up
bridge:
hot drop and my shot starts the wave
pick saab or my sauce lost to waste
hit top on big bops, drops to date
this shot won’t miss i bot the aim
sh*t talk like b*tch you out designin a plate
admit it yo
you cutting somebody outta the blame
you told me something i tell em
then lie about it to face
take a shot of regret and then
whining bout how it taste

pre chorus:
well its fine like that
you find like that
it ain’t my biz and imma mind mine back
ay saab quit it fore you fly might crash
you prolly ain’t got started

chorus:
well it ain’t true
face down when the day thru
you found me the way thru
you know what it takes to
if you need to run it back we could take 2
why you tryna have a laugh we could make it loot
oh you wanna get it bad imma make it true
i’m really playin ain’t the same fool
outro:
i told em sit back and relax
and maybe we can take it back
where i ain’t texting no one back
and imma nap like
layin on my body said my decision to rap
you said that sh*t funny
i play like it was for laughs i
kicking back you always hitting at a bad time
you was on me
i would play the bad guy
b*tch
you wasn’t ready for my bad side
oh ay i made it with both hands tied
i think i really got it sh*t i might just make it in a days time
you wonder if i make time
i can’t buddy buddy with a b*tch
i ain’t a boeheim

- 06 saab lyrics

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