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circus - cee kay lyrics

[verse:]
it ain’t no purpose, imma pull up, clown him like a circus
my n*ggas surfin’, tell your b*tch stop with the insta flirtin’
really miss my ex but sh*t i don’t want her back
my big cousin taught a lesson before he left the earth
it don’t matter if this your dawg he still might do you dirty
[?]
imma pat the back of this glock now b*tch you seeing birds
f*ck with bc, big bro taught me how to put in work
f*ck with bc, we gon’ f*ck round put you on a shirt
out here talking to my momma, she talking ’bout go to church
momma i have no god with me ’cause i wouldn’t be where i’m at
boy you play with my big mama you gon’ pay for this
yeah i smile but you don’t want to see that maniac
i was in them trenches slidin’ with a mackie low
why the f*ck that n*gga lying like he realest tho
i be thinking he was [?] when i bе to myself
imma ball out the gym don’t need no f*cking ref
imma sn*tch my othеr draco right back off the shelf
b*tch it’s whatever, say what up, let’s get down to the business
ain’t no remorse when i pull up and split your f*cking fitted
laser on the draco, aim it, ain’t no f*cking missin’
they gon’ think i’m django, hang him if he in the trenches
don’t need my gang to blew his brain i do that independent
that b*tch tried to set me up, b*tch take my heart for women
why would you play with me like that? you know i’m really living it
know not to play with me like that go split [?]
n*gga i be in the trenches, you ain’t in the trenches
i remember how i got caught when [?]
if i every hurt your feelings then you need to feel it
don’t [?] me ’bout no f*cking sh*t [?]
don’t get smoked about no sh*t ’cause i don’t know who did it
huh, what he say?
they just lying, they ain’t really with that
you gon’ make a n*gga mad and i’m gon’ push your sh*t back
my lil n*gga f*cked his b*tch he wanna get some get back
i used to f*ck with you lil n*gga, what’s up with the chit chat?
heard you looking for me, i heard you made her lie
b*tch you know i’m coming don’t take him we need him dry
he must have hit that sh*t or something lil bro out his mind
say he gon’ what? boy that’s on score, you dying, bottom line

- cee kay lyrics

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