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all bluez - celly ru lyrics

sixty k for one play f*ck the rollie
hey
b*tch these all blues i can’t fold it
hey
ten times yo lil trap, f*ck yo hoeing
nighttime slide to your block we patrollin
slide through that b*tch leave that motherf*cker smoking, f*ck rolling i’m sober i’m motherf*cking focused, we funkin, you not, and that’s why you never notice
dead homies in the backwood, somebody help me smoke this?

god, two on me let’s have a three on three
b*tch sleep if she tryna say she never heard of me
piru, i be paintin this motherf*cker burgundy
strip a b*tch return her application tryna work for me
ps in my b*tch dms never worry me
currently, i been going brazy chasing currensy
fat trap, i got 40k off a 20 pack
back, back, don’t touch my chain we ain’t doing that
you hear me?
remember when you told me that she f*gged, i was mad, i was broke, that was the only hoe i had
try to upgrade the b*tch all she wanted was a bag
i can’t cupcake and sh*t that’s some feelings i don’t have
i can’t cuff lazy b*tches freed the only one i had
you in the club paying b*tches and she bring it back to dad
hey
king of the set n*ggas know who run the team
b*tch tryna hand me the pack i don’t f*ck around
gun you down b*tch i got a drako a hundred rounds
calm it down, could have f*cked your bm with your son around
back shots now he can’t walk, he gon roll around
outta town n*ggas bring me yeeks when i be out of bounds
dye*pads on me, pockets swollen, hey
b*tch put some respect on your hoein, hey
b*tch, caught a n*gga loafin in the open, upset with myself cause i didn’t get to smoke him, hey
b*tch, get off your ass get a bag i can’t f*ck with no bum b*tch you broke and you glad
you keep posting on insta, you shaking your ass
but you won’t get on in the internet and post you an ad, ey
tear it off, b*tch, come and pay a p, f*ck you mean, hoe f*ck that half, i need everything
i’m in the streets b*tch, what you mean, f*ck a wedding ring, c*ck back, slap that lil ???? what you say to me?
sixty k for one play f*ck the rollie
hey
b*tch these all blues i can’t fold it
hey
ten times yo lil trap, f*ck yo hoeing
nighttime slide to your block we patrollin
slide through that b*tch leave that motherf*cker smoking, f*ck rolling i’m sober i’m motherf*cking focused, we funkin, you not, and that’s why you never notice
dead homies in the backwood, somebody help me smoke this?

- celly ru lyrics

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