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how long - b-nasty lyrics

[intro: b-nasty]
let’s get this sh-t like we do it

[hook: b-nasty]
i said, how long ’til a motherf-cker gone ride?
how long
i said, how long ’til a motherf-cker gone die?
how long
how long ’til a motherf-cker gone fly?
how long
how long
how long

[verse 1: b-nasty]
i said listen, one more time
coming through these streets like it’s one more time
got these bad b-tches like it one more time
f-ckin’ with this track like it’s my time
man, you ain’t really f-cking with my team like that
bring it back like the homie just got that
who know, we know, you know
we be playing with this sh-t like its uno
man you don’t really do what i do so here we go
these rappers be talking like they in the studio
that’s really rude of y’all
that’s why we studio ’til we in qv2
talking to the homie like yeah me too
i’m like nah, who the f-ck you are you?
you not really the homie you just someone new
there he go, there he go again
i flow way harder than your other other man
just another another jam
go out and buy another another one fam
oh d-mn, did he f-ck up the plan, i think so
’cause i’m on my grind you getting wrinkles
we hitting pinnacles
you f-ckin’ with me, i ain’t f-ckin’ with you
that’s how we do
so i’m asking how long until we ball
how long until i roll
how long until a motherf-cker go, no
you ain’t really know, you ain’t really do this sh-t for show
oh god, stop playin’, stop playin’, witcha boy
i’m about to get to the sprayin’
and if i get to the sprayin’, they all prayin’
let the haters hate all day
we be up in this b-tch all day, always

[hook: b-nasty (davewave)]
i said, how long ’til a motherf-cker gone ride?
how long
i said, how long ’til a motherf-cker gone die?
how long
how long ’til a motherf-cker gone fly?
how long (how long)
how long (how long)
how long (how long)

[verse 2: davewave]
uh, we on the phone, like adele
h-llo, h-llo, we just got a deal
f-ck you when your feelings like i don’t care
a lot a b-tches out here actin’ real
but i don’t care, i spit the truth
my n-gg-s out here now they actin’ wild
i know my n-gg-s real yeah we ride or die
say my name davewave now that’s a crime
all these lawsuits, now who next
ya momma would be proud see you with a star
you busy touring thinkin’ bout it tomorrow
the case couldn’t state no convinct
like oj, shout out to my brother akon with konvinct
murder was the case, breaking outta these bars
ya rappers dead to me, i don’t have ta be
half the man i be, see you wanna be
no capacity, to be me
uh, r.t.t ’til i r.i.p
d.r.p ’til i r.i.p
n-gg-s out here, asking for the recipe
at the same time that they judging
raising all the flags like a referee
ask about the guideline, that’s a sideline
not everyone was born for this limelight
the cameras too bright for a n-gg-
the shadows too dark for a n-gg-
how long does it take n-gg-
how long do i gotta do it right

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