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stomach right - babyface ray lyrics

[intro]
(k*k*k’den ju)
sh*t, n*gga, i just came up on the road with 20k, n*gga i know for a fact she gon’ f*ck. man this b*tch so bad, she f*ckin’ rich n*ggas, man
you don’t need no money if you f*ck her right?

[verse 1]
45hk on me, i don’t wanna fight
call the lean man to get my stomach right
n*gga, i’ll be a kingpin in my other life
i was broke and down bad for 300 nights
dope got the recipe i’m servin’ n*ggas (ouu)
30 rollies, watch on me, n*gga f*ck a like
n*gga you don’t even need no money if you f*ck her right
when i hit the road you gon’ stuff it right?
you wanna tote the strap, you gon’ shoot it ain’t you?
pull up to the scene, all my n*ggas yankin’
the new ybi, b*tch we young and dangerous
put ’em on the news, make a n*gga famous
lil’ n*gga i ain’t never danglin’
get the advance, buy a bag, i ain’t never changin’
i’ma still be countin’ up if i never make it
watch these n*ggas turn b*tch, i just call ’em caitlyn
[bridge]
n*ggas turned they back on me so it’s f*ck n*ggas
n*ggas turned they back on me so it’s f*ck n*ggas
i’ma put the bag on my young n*ggas
n*ggas turned they back on me so it’s f*ck n*ggas
n*ggas turned they back on me so it’s f*ck n*ggas

[verse 2]
lame ass n*gga, probably think i rap my brother life
ut frat house servin’, that’s my summer night
i told*, “i’m on my way, just have them numbers right”
i rather count this sh*t up, i ain’t the party type
f*ckin’ up them racks, man, i’m hardheaded
f*ck it, i’ma get it back ’cause my pieces hittin’
not no credit card fraud, ray, be specific
bust up slab out the rapper, grab a piece, and hit it
you don’t need a handout, you just need to listen
when you broke, n*ggas act like they don’t see the vision
funny, get a plate, the same n*ggas try to eat it with you
codeine cowboy, i gotta keep a pistol
umm, yeah
f*ck you mean n*gga?

- babyface ray lyrics

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