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northside ghetto soulja - bfb da packman lyrics

[intro]
yea
yea
uhh
aye

[verse 1]
b*tch i swear to god million dollars look as lovely as rihanna
ain’t no love and hip hop
you not tammy i’m not waka
we ain’t letting sh*t slide spot a baka then i drop em
and of course i’m f*ckin raw so why you asking for a condom
ain’t no n*gga with me starving if i got it then he got it
put my bread up split the profit b*tch you knowin that im solid
street credit in a thousand from the top to the bottom
all my side b*tches jealous cuz i won’t leave my baby momma
i talked to drake on the phone he couldn’t sign me
he said i’m too d*mn fat and too d*mn childish
so from that day on every track every imma slaughter
and i swear it hurt my pride cuz that’s my favorite artist

[hook]
i swear to god i put n0body else above you
f*ck all your friends behind your back i’m off them drugs boo
tell you that i’ll see you in the morning thats how i thug you
and i ignore that fish smell cuz i love you
[verse 2]
if that boy really a threat then we gonna hit em now
talking about no f*cking conversation when i sit him down
cut my mans off he pull out money when them b*tches around
this not friday i’m not craig i’m not gone put my bl!cky down
i’m a man without her
roseline n*gga momma had us out in public housing
dont call my phone about no beef this ain’t mcdonalds
my momma still live out in apartments i got bigger problems

[hook]
i swear to god i put n0body else above you
f*ck all your friends behind your back cuz i’m off them drugs boo
tell you that i’ll see you in the morning thats how i thug you
and i ignore that fish smell cuz i love you

[verse 3]
i’m the new big poppa dont need diddy to vouch
boboy taught me one thing n0body sh*t in a drought
f*ckin a n*gga baby momma leave my kids on her couch
before i f*ck black china i’ll stick my d*ck in a couch
kidnap your favorite b*tch and throw her baby off the ledge
you won’t hear the last n*gga that tried to play me cuz he dead
and all my fans pray for me i’m kinda crazy in the head
and i done f*ck a couple b*tches with they baby in the bed
my brother terrorize the whole city that’s my brother though
dont give a f*ck who he rob we slidin that’s on another note
pay for a rental boy you crazy i be punching those
i always get my heart broke in the end cuz i be cuffing hoes
b*tch i been pressure draco with me big steppin
dont f*ck on none of my exes cuz them b*tches big extra
feds think i’m moving weight f*ck no i’m bench pressin
nola b*tch say i’m r*t*rded naw bae i been special
if they print it imma get it work a job or whip a chicken
feds hit mommas house but i was gone this ain’t no fishin
pray they hit my knees enchilada they don’t come and get me
going out like candace(?) you rap b*tches is (?)
on god
let’s have some f*cking fun
my momma found my gun in high school i bought another one
my daddy mad i said he smoke crack in one of my songs
man i don’t give a f*ck
you let another n*gga raise your son
bentley benz take a lunch crew got big paper
f*ck a b*tch in the booty while i’m bumping vince staples
n*ggas snitching like its cool n*ggas know that sh*t flagrant
dawg stabbed me in my back sh*t them n*ggas been hatin
i ain’t lying sh*t man please
get up out my life you can’t hold me down like yandy
love and hip hop this sh*t flop dont have no plan c’s
i had all my kids b*tch i dont do no plan b’s
[outro]
f*ck you mean
all i got is rap i ain’t got no plan b’s
b*tch i dont do no plan b’s
f*ck you mean lunch crew n*gga
one deep n*gga
dont do no plan b’s
take care of my kids n*gga
rap my only job dont do no plan b’s

- bfb da packman lyrics

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