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good love - beo lil kenny lyrics

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[intro]
beo status forever, n*gga
whenever, wherever for all you lame*ass n*ggas
(acec, turn that heat up, n*gga)
oh yeah
i remember young n*gga, south memphis and sh*t, runnin’ around, n*gga, mississippi
that done taught me sh*t, n*gga
hearin’ this beat in your head (og)

[verse 1]
slidin’ through the opps’ hood all day, where the f*ck you at? (where you at?)
took off on the friday from the trap just to handle that (handle that)
chopper stay in reach, we handle business like a lumberjack (gang)
heard you got your chain sn*tched, don’t go out like a kroger sack (don’t go out likе that)
louis v skully with some thousand*dollar fendi shoes (uh)
gotta stay spiffy just in casе they put me on the news (spiffy)
slammin’ that lil’ critter, you ain’t the only one that drac’d a dude (critter)
mob military don’t make the news, b*tch, we break the news (breaking news)
i’m on lawyer tabs, call my vibe, b*tch, where the f*ck you at? (where you at, b*tch?)
treat her like a baby, after i feed her, i’ma beat her back (smash, smash, smash)
p*ssy like some coke, hit it once, wasn’t no turnin’ back
had to run it back, then i realized, d*mn, i’m too attached (oh yeah)

[chorus]
i’m dodgin’ paper cuts, so my money come with gloves
ring on the chopper ’cause that b*tch right there my special love (my special k)
she be gettin’ jealous, always take the compact in the club
you can ask them n*ggas out in raleigh, i don’t show no love (no at all)
i’m dodgin’ paper cuts, so my money come with gloves (paper cuts)
ring on the chopper ’cause that b*tch right there my special love (it’s special)
she be gettin’ jealous, always take the compact in the club (oh yeah)
you can ask them n*ggas out in raleigh, i don’t show no love (mob)
[verse 2]
how much you gon’ spend for my drop? look, i’ma sell it to you (i’ma sell you my drop)
thumbin’ through these papers, k!llin’ opps, that sh*t therapeutic (that sh*t feel good to me)
lil’ bro, he just came back from a drill, then went watched a movie (n*gga, chill out)
b*max don’t be askin’ for the money, he just start shootin’ (max)
if that n*gga didn’t die from these shots, he went on bedrest (oh yeah)
we catch you in traffic, then send blue tips to your headrest (grrah)
my b*tch mad at me ’cause i been sleepin’ with the kel*tec (scoot over)
how the f*ck you know who k!lled your mans and he ain’t dead yet? (hahaha)
he might be in h*ll mad as f*ck, but i ain’t said that (i said that)
lil kenny feel himself too much, b*tch, i practice safe s*x (oh yeah)
pop a n*gga in front of fifty people, that was way back (way back)
every b*tch was out there, then next week, they came in maybach (maybach music)
this n*gga reckless, swear he must be wiggin’ off a pill (oh yeah)
i ain’t talkin’ power tool, but i just came back with a drill (i come back with drills)
told hot chill, got a million cash for your appeal (oh yeah)
know some crooked cops, they on that bullsh*t just like victor hill (victor hill)
all my homies snake, so you will not see no rats with us (no rats)
clutchin’ on that carbon, i be flippin’ sh*t like spatulas (flip ’em)
n*gga say he did some sh*t to me, he smokin’ angel dust (oh yeah)
give a hundred thousand, i can’t pay a n*gga to f*ck with us (beo status)
never went and put in work and caught a case of bubble guts (never)
got her fans bankin’ on my dreams, i’m like, “pay for what?” (no thanks)
she ask me can she spend the night at the spot, i’m like, “stay for what?” (for what?)
hmm, ’til we get it right, yeah
[outro]
this time we got a good love (get it right, get it right, lil’ dude, yeah)
this time we got something special (ceo status forever, whenever, wherever, n*gga)
this time we gonna do it, do it, put or minds to it (yeah)
until we get it right (get what i’m sayin’?)
f*ck n*ggas die

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