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wonderful - allah lyrics

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(verse 1: geno banks)

yeah
look at my wrist how it, glow
look at yo b-tch how she, chose
told that chick give me some head just to get me ahead better act like you, know

my b-tches, don’t drive impalas i don’t f-ck with birds
cause they all follow on twitter with nerve
rappers be watchin my words
n-gg-s be jackin my verbs
feelin superb

pistol it burst and its leaving a f-ck n-gg- right on that curb
i stood on that curb
selling those blessings and bags one sniff and it’ll take you to church

praisin allah, yo b-tch on top of me
got her -ss looking down like im a mountain peak
screamin to heaven right where her father be
feeling like jesus the way that they rockin me ahh!

(verse 1: allah)

look how she poppin that pussy
put the shit in the pot whip it
you do the shit like a rookie
imma hand you the brick flip it

boy thats a whole lotta bands
sum in the set blowin os
p-ss a b-tch off to my mans
boy thats a whole lotta hoes

look how she poppin that pussy for geno
look how she poppin that pussy for me
usually n-gg-s be payin her money but she gone be poppin that pussy for free

i do not f-ck with you n-gg-s or b-tches
latina whippin that el pollo loco
i do not f-ck with you n-gg-s or b-tches
shit is a no no i roll solo dolo

(hook: geno banks)

smokin up im off a blunt or two
chillin with hoes feeling wonderful
don’t even ask naw we don’t f-ck with you got my b-tch poppin her pussy in front of you
smokin up im off a blunt or two
chillin with hoes feeling wonderful
don’t even ask naw we don’t f-ck with you got my b-tch poppin her pussy in front of you n-gg-!

(geno banks and allah)

(i dont give a f-ck! (x6)
tell them muhf-ckas i dont give a f-ck!)

(verse 2: allah)

imma show you how to get a rack ok
all my n-gg-s started in the trap ok
all my n-gg-s strap no lack ok
lemme tell you something bout that ok

pussy be poppin
pussy be poppin so excellent
b-tches all over the place
n-gg-s be trippin
n-gg-s be trippin
im catchin a body i might catch case

you gotta come pop it off for the boy
you gotta come get a sip of the goose
either you f-ckin or drinkin or smokin the f-ck is you thinkin girl you gotta choose

lean girl i got you on the lean
30 more minutes you likin the shit
molly now i got you on the molly
30 more minutes you dikin a b-tch

(verse 2: geno banks)

all these bad b-tches be smokin up
daze and banks b-tch you know its us
if shawty say that she dont know its us then that hoe must got me bent like a toe to touch
got this rap shit in a cobra clutch
ankle lock n-gg- you need a crutch
beam on the mac get my focus up, when that b-tch clap have you picking your shoulders up

i do not f-ck with you n-gg-s or b-tches i move p-ss the n-gg-s and left with the hoes
shawty keep sayin she wanting my kiddies i told that b-tch her mouth gone need birth control

surrogate father the pussy i slaughter like sergeant when he all on top of the rope
got my b-tch poppin her pussy in front of you haters while i just sit back and i pose

(hook: geno banks (and allah))

(smokin up im off a blunt or two)
chillin with hoes feeling wonderful
(don’t even ask naw we don’t f-ck with you) got my b-tch poppin her pussy in front of you
smokin up im off a blunt or two
chillin with hoes feeling wonderful
don’t even ask naw we don’t f-ck with you (got my b-tch poppin her pussy in front of you n-gg-! aaaaaawwwww)

(i dont give a f-ck! (x6)
tell them muhf-ckas i dont give a f-ck!)

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