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i got that - bobby grand lyrics

yea
it’s bili, n-gga

hook:
i got that, i got that
i got that, i got that
i got that, i got that
come get that (dope!)

they want that, they want that
she want that, she want that
they want that, she want that
come get that (dope!)

verse 1

yea
this sh-t go crazy
just like yo lady
if i end i’m up fadin
not into datin
it’s not for debate
i’m running to goals
i cannot be late
you never met a fly dude more driven
than a toyo camry
or a honda civic
stay my -ss home
i’m not with the mixin
i’m constantly cookin
but not in the kitchen
everything bili
come see what you missin
i got that dope
they throw in up bricks
i am stephen
when i’m in the booth
if i let it go
i’m not gonna miss
yo girl is thirsty
come get your miss
i’m fresh out the oven
she all on my mitts
you call yourself cuffin
but she got the m-ffins
she want me to stuff it
imma make it fit
yea
goin too hard
ambition pushin
i’m going too far
f-ck with me never
i’m just too d-mn clever
if ever there’s better
i’m settin the bar
ay
given em hope
cleansin the game
i skipped on the soap
your sh-t is whack
we skip all your tracks
they run my sh-t back
they screamin out dope

hook

i got that, i got that
i got that, i got that
i got that, i got that
come get that (dope!)

they want that, they want that
she want that, she want that
they want that, she want that
come get that (dope!)

verse 2

ay
that boy be spittin
it takes him no effort
he wrote this whole sh-ttin
speak in 3rd person
i’m c-cky as f-ck
the king has arrived
you fresh out of luck
run to them n-ggas but
they not gon save you
boy you need some milk
i don’t not blame you
come in this game
& carve out my lane
i’m runnin like r2
fasttrak, carpool
the bay is this thang
b-tch i’m from the city
it’s litty, two t-tties
and yo chick is wit me
i am her drug
the way that she down me
kids in her mouth
she needs a bounty
work ethic special
i’m a1 like audi
i really like nothing
but hustlers around me
smoke on no tree
just get to this paper
i’m all bout my cheese
my gouda
that feta

ay
goin too hard
sun getting jealous
i’m glowing too hard
hov of the bay
i’m really not playin
you n-ggas is peons
f-ck what you sayin

you gon make me
go super saiyan
i’m goku to you krew
a god on protools
spazz on this beat
i’m goin all crazy
this audio crack
hide ya wife and babies

- bobby grand lyrics

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