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overtime - baby smoove lyrics

[intro]
e*enrgy made this one

[verse]
my b*tch real bad she a 10 and some
vvs and diors gimme coochie and gums
1 in the head and a hunnid round thats a one*on*one
rollin’ wit them glocks in atlanta yea one*of*one
you the type to see me with a perc and ask for the half
you the type to buy a gram not a pound and a half
i was in the hall making sales n*gga f*ck class
n*gga asking for a feature imma take his whole stash
i only like models all my b*tches got a bag
i know i be rappin’ but i still get on your ass
n*gga you a p*ssy you be givin n*ggas passes
i won’t shoot you in the mall, smack your face off the glass
original [?] at 15 had it tatted
no cap [?] like that boy who run the mavericks
no ovеrtime needed, we gon’ lеave him where it happened
35 in my wood you lil bum n*ggas match it
when i leave out the house i wear a cuban and a chopper
i know imma rapper but i slide when it’s a prollem
crack the seal on a pint, fill up my baby bottle
i don’t like how he lookin so his car imma follow
the day i see cuz i’m puttin 10 in your face
i’m really neighborhood, these n*ggas faker than their chain
rich roller, franchise, basketball 4 gang
if tg don’t like you then we takin’ n*ggas chains
i really sip syrup this ain start yesterday
got a switch on my choppa this the boppa*dop k
i look it as respect when i don’t say it to your face
i sleep in a palace it’s a really big place
i really love drink so i put a ring on it
you the type to have a court and not put your team on it
n*gga really rats they just got the cheese on ‘em
i came on her face, i be leavin’ me on her
amg benzes, cartier lenses, the whole hood wave when i’m ridin’ through the trenches
i got rich in a couple seconds it ain’t take a minute
i know you wanna dress like me but i’m privileged
lame n*gga in my lane get his ass dunked on
i love apple for them watches and their iphones
1 tap put [?] and im gone
i promise he ain’t rlly tough he jus got a [?] song
i really get dressed these n*ggas try to copy
spin that chop like a b*tterfly, sting like ali
brewer hat with the glove, n*ggas know how we rockin
he wanna [?] off the neck ‘cause he know we gon’ drop in
[outro]
franchise sh*t

- baby smoove lyrics

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