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quid-pro-quo - bitty.ru lyrics

(verse 1)
i told em’ chill…..
take a number, bed heads in their slumber
don’t see
eye to eye, they full of sh-t i guess i’m like the plummer….
d-mn..
anything to feed the hustle, skinny n-gga lil muscle, fisty cuffs im down to
tussle..
c’mon lady, clean your lens i’m wavy like a ruffle…
hungry n-ggas on my page they bite my style they need a muzzle
on the double, getcha kids for i get in trouble…
plus my n-gga got a double chillin’ in the louis duffle,
big toys, piece you up, just like a mothaf-ckin’ puzzle
and yo b-tch getting on my nerves badgering me….
pattpiff stay, puffin’
“huffle puffle”, lil eyes, stoned barney rubble…
flow sharp poppin” n-ggas bubbles…
since “94 til’ infinity”
just know its sarcasm when i say y’all n-ggas k!llin’ me…
laid back smokin’ dope in that… 35 infinity…….
i need to see you in my imagery..
before that f-ckin’ chivalry..
a b-tch
ain’t never sh-t to me…..

(verse 2)
im like….
quid-pro-quo n-gga, i shine and you shine too!
instead of in the streets, throwing up (2×2)
i told these hoes i don’t give a f-ck just as long as rhymes pay..
i guess
where gonna have to see what father time say..
kiddie -ss goonies be, f-ckin’ with that trickery…
kansas thistle, way them hoes they stick to me..
no beeper, your b-tch
clipped to me..
meanwhile my blunt be hitting like a symphony…
she a lil cutie in that “green tangerine”..
my team, fresh like out the
magazine..
fresh owls out the packaging..
my n-gga moving clothing in the game like drug trafficking..
so yo, my n-gga just know, that this ain’t your f-cking average thing..
he grabbed her hand and i grabbed the ring..
i’m a.. mixed dude on his grind like brink..
gotcha girl wet like a sink..
haven’t tried lean but just know that a n-gga kissing pink..
twisting up that dank, what the f-ck you thank?
a n-gga off the captian, make these whack n-ggas all walk the plank..
like..
get off my ship b-tch, you n-ggas on my sh-t list, immature -ss n-ggas
prolly still think b-tches sh-t p-ss…….
d-mnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn! (chris tucker/ice cube)

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