set it off (extended version) - concurt lyrics
[verse]
ya, street noise, smoove talk
i ain’t the one who goin’ f*ck up the mood
but n*ggas get shook when they step in the room
i understand cause i move with a broom
i peep the street cause you f*ck up my mood
missing your homie go check on the news
i like my b*tches that dressed in the new
me and my teammate got nothing to prove
yah, we at the top now, my b*tch is so top notch
n*gga your life on the stopwatch
came in the game and making some change
so all y’all n*ggas is opps now
bet i pop out, n*ggas ain’t spending on sh*t
you n*ggas goin’ opt out better stop now
n*gga just running his lips and gеt his man popped now yah
you don’t really really want it with mе
you don’t really really want it with me
aye, i ain’t the one to be played with
his story is pippen it ain’t sh*t
but my old hoe, tell you i ain’t sh*t
f*ck is you talking bout, me and concurt we been doin’ this
we ain’t new to this, we f*ck on y’all b*tches while smoking
on something that’s so strong man i’m so gone
i’m f*cking this b*tch with no rubber on f*ck it the camera wrong
man i’m so wrong, i’m pounding this p*ssy then dive in this p*ssy
no trey songz, oo
i’m kidding this p*ssy be childish, i love this playground
my n*ggas don’t play ’round, we crush everything like candy
have your b*tch walking like bamby
all in them cheeks like sandy
70 colors i call it the grammy
just got me a pack and that b*tch ain’t no f*nny
make a b*tch stay off my grass like stanely
i just might connor with curt
getting this chicks like a work
stash the uzi in the vert
pull on jt skirt
smoove talk new merch, b*tch
[verse 1]
i just got a new mercedes benz, she wanna f*ck, have a baby in it
p*ssy so good that i’m craving it, i think this b*tch saudi arabian
put on the rubber before i begin, miss count my women, i’ll count em’ again
can’t go through my phone i’m at 20 percent, i don’t do molly i’m up doing xans
[pre*chorus]
study your body exams
4am i’m in the lab, 5am i get the bag
chasing the cookie, the cat
if she wanna cheat, i ain’t mad
i go and treat her like trash
no better than taking her back
[chorus]
3 in the, inn
set it off, heat
smoking good, weed
drink with your, friends
they don’t know how to come tell ya
they don’t know how to come tell ya
they don’t know how to come tell ya
they don’t know how to come tell ya
3 in the, inn
set it off, heat
smoking good, weed
drink with your, friends
they don’t know how to come tell ya
they don’t know how to come tell ya
they don’t know how to come tell ya
they don’t know how to come tell ya
[verse 2]
they don’t know how to come tell ya
i look around, see advantage with it
i give her d*ck and i vanish with it
she give me head, she fantastic with it
i l!ck her plate clean, s*x game so mean
spray the room with febreze, so shawty don’t know that i’m cheating
[pre*chorus]
study your body exams
4am i’m in the lab, 5am i get the bag
chasing the cookie, the cat
if she wanna cheat, i ain’t mad
i go and treat her like trash
no better than taking her back
[chorus]
3 in the, inn
set it off, heat
smoking good, weed
drink with your, friends
they don’t know how to come tell ya
they don’t know how to come tell ya
they don’t know how to come tell ya
they don’t know how to come tell ya
3 in the, inn
set it off, heat
smoking good, weed
drink with your, friends
they don’t know how to come tell ya
they don’t know how to come tell ya
they don’t know how to come tell ya
they don’t know how to come tell ya
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