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tha intro (wish you were here) - 47shawnn lyrics

[verse 1:]
i’m sick and tired of doing sh*t for b*tches
i want switches, with some riches
and n*ggas who don’t f*ck with snitches
my trigger finger itchin’, for bodies let’s get to spraying
shoot the one with god himself, i be clutching it when i’m praying
i ain’t talking michael vick, but i’m losing it cause my dog gone
why you tell on n*ggas?
a sentence for every d*mn song
that’s why i’m on the low
that life i had to let it go
and now a n*gga chasing bills like i’m in buffalo
you diggin’ that?
i’m posted in the places where the shooters at
put your hands down, n*gga where them f*ckin’ rugers at?
jesus on the plane, yeah i call it the holy spirit
n*gga i don’t fly on spirit, i’m saying for the lyrics
are you serious?, these n*ggas just be acting too mysterious
they be crying like tyrese, but then be hard on fast and furious
i’m curious
i used to want the phone from victorious
it’s crazy how my pockets got fatter big as notorious
b. i. g like everything i do
now who you talking to
my favorite team the packers, cause that g, man it ain’t nothing new
wait
my favorite team the packers, cause i’m chasing green
cheddar
man ya shawty say she stuck on me, because i f*ck her better
all the brainwashing happens through our tv
shawty i can’t be ya bd, you catching b*lls like you ceedee
i’m bout to put this hoe to work, like i’m doing that song with riri
n*gga i can’t play ya cd, you n*ggas just wanna be me
you tell a n*gga, put his hands up
i tell him, pick his mans up!
he chasing all these b*tches, tell that n*gga get his bands up
why the f*ck you trippin’ bout a b*tch?, you n*ggas need to stand up!
and think about the time you wasted, look what you could’ve ran up!
i done did plenty drugs, i ain’t touching crack though
yo b*tch, call me, when she need her back broke
feel like gp, when i hit that slow stroke
b*tch
i don’t give a f*ck bout you and what you gotta say to me
it’s more to life, i want the pay, and not the f*ck who hating me
you n*ggas ain’t comparing to the sh*t, that i was saying b
going apesh*t, i’m rapping, now i feel like donkey kong
stacking up my paper, while ya b*tch is pulling out her thong
i’m making more than you, it’s crazy cause i’m only rapping songs
you hate on me, but at my show, you really tried to rap along
i went in vip, you really thought that you could tag along
i’m really playing, n*gga we don’t joke the same
man her n*ggas tell on n*ggas
shawty f*cking lames
and she been sucking off the gang
but let her do her thang
but i ain’t even trynna talk about that sh*t
i tell my brothas everyday
they bet not trip about a b*tch
i tell my brothas everyday
i just can’t wait til’ we get rich
i’m choosing money over b*tches, don’t care if you burning bridges
i just want the f*cking riches, you n*ggas be chasing b*tches
smack a hoe like miles bridges, and make her go do the dishes, eh
[bridge:]
(do not take me serious
i only said that sh*t cause it rhymed
i do not hit women
i just ran outta words that rhyme with, “b*tches”
do not cancel me!)

[verse 2:]
i ain’t really trynna beef, so you lucky
she be crying in your face, but on the low she wanna f*ck me
again
i’m really tryna end off with a win
i be ducking off the scene, n*ggas asking where i been
d*mn
i’m really trynna see a hunnid bands
shawty trynna be my only, but i’m not her only fan
she got onlyfans, and she be sucking d*ck and selling grams
i ain’t saying she ain’t cool, but i ain’t trynna be her man

- 47shawnn lyrics

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