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macboy - africa anderson (thrasher) lyrics

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put this sh*t on my daughter i ain’t going back
to the old me n*gga said i’m a hoe boy come and
show me dunking on n*ggas like the legend kobe
i really road around blytheville in a stolly these
n*ggas know i ain’t f*cked up bout police
i’m 10.52 but i’m quick to go back boy
i’m dripping sauce like a mother f*cking macboy
rest in peace yb and chop real macboyz

i got three hoes in the back boy n*ggas gone hate
on my sh*t cause i’m that boy hallo my tips & clip
like my d*ck boy soon as my son turns three he a big
boy i got some v.ls that’s stepping yea big lords
i could’ve died plenty times on the g boy
miniman died i just dropped to my knees lord crazy
how you can not bring back your pеople if i could
do that i’d bring back my granny oh and miguel oh
and lil perry rеady to die i ain’t going to heaven all that
i’ve done dont belong in no heaven let him try
me i’m gone do his ass dirty i swear to god i keep
thirty’s like curry these n*ggas want me to go
to jail early big dolly need me she might have some
sugary

put this sh*t on my daughter i ain’t going back
to the old me n*gga said i’m a hoe boy come and
show me dunking on n*ggas like the legend kobe
i really road around blytheville in a stolly these
n*ggas know i ain’t f*cked up bout police
i’m 10.52 but i’m quick to go back boy
i’m dripping sauce like a mother f*cking macboy
rest in peace yb and chop real macboyz
these n*ggas know where i’m at boy i had to pull
up on n*ggas like a jaccboy life is a game of chess
yea check boy money & fame & s*x internet boy
get you a bag before you flex boy i get my money off
features & checks boy lil b*tch just text me yea she
want the neck boy i’m finna eat on that p*ssy like flesh
boy got three hoes in the back boy n*ggas gone hate
on my sh*t cause i’m that boy hallo my tips & clip
like my d*ck boy soon as my son turns three he a big
boy i got some v.ls that’s stepping yea big lords
i could’ve died plenty times on the g boy….. i could’ve died plenty times on the g boy

put this sh*t on my daughter i ain’t going back
to the old me n*gga said i’m a hoe boy come and
show me dunking on n*ggas like the legend kobe
i really road around blytheville in a stolly these
n*ggas know i ain’t f*cked up bout police
i’m 10.52 but i’m quick to go back boy
i’m dripping sauce like a mother f*cking macboy
rest in peace yb and chop real macboyz

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