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embarrassing - baby smoove lyrics

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[intro]
(d*mn, percy)
*burp* (rich n*gga burp)
okay jones!
(ha ha ha ha ha)
(straight jacket)

you gotta wrap ’em three to four times, you know them sh*ts’ stank
you can make a hunnid songs, but you still can’t fix that face
you can catch me any day of the week, i think i’m a bandit
i got seven hundred horses truck, b*tch, like it’s a tank
i’m in la with my vatos, in detroit i’m dodging potholes
last week i made one*fifty, tryna tell you, yo life not cold
my n*gga shoot him from the bay, i swear to god his nickname [?]
imma be so f*ckin’ happy when they hit you in yo top though
it ain’t the fact you got sh*t took, it’s the fact the n*gga wearin’ it
it’s the fact you wakin’ up, puttin’ it on, and that’s embarrassing
ain’t no way he think he gangster, boy you need to move to maryland
these n*ggas want some clout so bad, sh*t like heroin
but let’s get back to my rich life, [?]
swear to god i spent a hunnid, made that sh*t back the next night
i can show you pictures of yo b*tch, all in my ice
you go broke on it, if i could buy it i could buy it four times
boy you know just what i’m bangin’, so my fade just what i’m claimin’
mad as h*ll i was in jail like, how the guards know i’m famous?
i walked in to helmut lang but walked out of palm angels
i’m a sniper, i can hit from out of town, i’m so dangerous
she in love with diamonds, and they all over me
it’s like a thousand for my shirt, three hundred thousand for my links
i’m a young n*gga, got ten monclers but no mink
when i’m bored, i go outside and get on the jet ski
i feel like a bentley, i feel like a rolls royce
i feel like a new ferrari, i feel like a new porsche
i feel like i’m famous now, b*tches lied about abortion
your label give you a percentage, me i get the whole portion
she could never leave me ‘lone, sh*t i’m like a good torture
vvs on my ring, i switched the whole team
i really think that i’m a celtic, all my b*tches with the green
but not the color of my lean, serve a n*gga through the screen door
(franchise, franchise)

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