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in da spot - 2feetbino lyrics

[intro: 2feetbino]
you can’t tell me
you can’t, n*gga, you know you can’t tell me
b*tch, b*tch, you can’t tell me nothin’

[chorus: 2feetbino]
you can’t tell me that i can’t
we be stoppin’ sh*t, lil’ 2feet tryna break the bank
pick up a bag at riverdale, i sw*ng them b*tches like lil hank
they hope lil skinny don’t get to trippin’ ’cause his ass don’t even blink
i be talkin’ to my dawg, i told his ass he need to think
she a stallion, pink panther, she know i like my p*ssy pink
she wear mcqueen, she a bougie b*tch, she like her lashes mink
this money neat, we’ll put your favorite rapper on a tee
that’s for free

[verse 1: 2feetbino]
thеse n*ggas funny, will ferrell
i was in thе spot with twenty sticks with lil’ harold
white ho keep on callin’, say she miss me, her name sarah
the way i keep on workin’, i should been got a gold medal
and they can’t tell me that i can’t
walk in with that 40, they can’t tell me i can’t bring it
harold hit my b*tch, she got six straps all in her name
if they play with feet, we comin’ back and gettin’ somethin’ straightened
[verse 2: 4l quan]
if they play with feet, these sticks gon’ get to f*ckin’ paintin’
i got your baby mama takin’ d*ck, come get somethin’ straightened
lung gang, pde, we run the street, these n*ggas hatin’
long live melron, n*gga, he want some smoke and then i face him
and then i go to the spot, and then i f*ckin’ face ’em
and all these sticks in this b*tch, and n*gga, we ain’t got no cable
i caught him with his baby mama, slid, she went in labor
he thought he was finna rob, but b*tch turned the tables
that’s fourteen f*ckin’ keys, man, b*tch, put ’em on the table

- 2feetbino lyrics

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