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casamigos - 556zoo lyrics

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[intro]
gang (gang)
let’s go (let’s go)
danube lane, fish fry gang (fish fry gang)
head fisher (brrt), toe tags (boom*boom*boom*boom), we’ll go and get ’em (and i got the yayo)
free twin ‘nem out that chain gang (yayo finest whip out sh*t, get on real quick, get up, get his ass)

[chorus]
look, she wanna f*ck off a shot, she want a casamigos (casamigos)
uh, trip to bahamas when we pull up (trip to bahamas), we in this b*tch with some ‘bows (some ‘bows)
cookin’ up, b*tch, you know i got a heater (uh*huh), made couple mans hold the stove (stove)
this b*tch mad ’cause i want me a meter (want me a meter), look, you know i can’t trust these hoes (can’t trust ’em)
chase his ass (chase), i got a switch like, “where he goin’?” (frrt)
look, trace her map with my hunt, this b*tch heart got to blowin’ (boom)
look, i got a drac’ in the jungle, it sound like a lion got to roarin’ (lion)
i had to cut the b*tch off, she won’t talk with my man, she borin’ (shut the f*ck up)

[verse]
pop out the cut with them choppers, they like peekaboo (peekaboo)
wanna f*ck ’em up with them cutters, put ’em in icu (icu, bah)
you know that i hang with the devils, get to shootin’ sh*t up like they tryna f*ck dude (dude)
you know that the switch shoot fast, you’ll think this sh*t sick (frrt*frrt), the boys pull up to prove (frrt*frrt*frrt)
b*tch keep textin’ me, put her on mute (put her on mute)
big boy chopper, sh*t knock down a rude (knock down a rude)
b*tch, i’m the one, you know i’m not the two (i’m not the two)
.308 bullets knock sh*t by the two (grah)
got back to the streets, i picked up that gun, i’m like, “b*tch, i do” (i do)
she tryna play truth or dare, i’m pickin’ dare ’cause you know i ain’t tellin’ the truth (at all, grah)
how you gon’ act when you hear that switch? b*tch, play duck*duck goose (duck goose)
get on your ass, they ask where i’m at, b*tch, i’m here to close to you (i’m close to you)
he got them racks on his head, collectin’, the .62s chasin’ the dude (chasin’)
can’t search the b*tch back in like two minutes, don’t understand her friends that i’m rude (like, “what?”)
[chorus]
look, she wanna f*ck off a shot, she want a casamigos (casamigos)
uh, trip to bahamas when we pull up, we in this b*tch with some ‘bows (with some ‘bows)
cookin’ up, b*tch, you know i got a heater (a heater), made couple mans hold the stove (stove)
this b*tch mad ’cause i want me a meter (want me a meter), look, you know i can’t trust these hoes (can’t trust these hoes)
chase his ass (chase), i got a switch like, “where he goin’?” (where he goin’)
look, trace her map with my hunt (trace her map), this b*tch heart got to blowin’ (boom)
look, i got a drac’ in the jungle, it sound like a lion got to roarin’ (lion)
i had to cut the b*tch off, she won’t talk with my man, she borin’ (she lame)

[outro]
(yayo finest whip out sh*t, get on real quick)

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