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tax time - dababy lyrics

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[verse]
i f-ck ya b-tch better when it’s tax time
tryna get up in them pants, ’cause i really need a bag, ion really mean to brag
i ain’t seen a n-gga yet, that can run in wit ya boy
i’m walkin’ round the house without a shirt like uncle roy
i sent my uncle rick to get some liquor from the store
i need to hit the nursing home to see my uncle ray
supposed to go and see my momma but i went and made a play
i ain’t nothing like the muhf-ckin’ n-ggas round the way, i’m the muhf-ckin’ truth
everything i muhf-ckin’ do
i asked him what he paid the n-gga said 25, should’ve seen the n-gga eyes when i told him 22
like the other n-gga face when i hit ’em for the 20
you know everybody ’round me getting muhf-ckin’ money
i ain’t forget to pray but i ain’t go to church on sunday
i was selling pounds tryna break ’em down to onions (god d-mn there he go)
these n-ggas hate it when they see me on the radio, they even played a n-gga on the tv
these n-ggas late, i told these n-ggas i was great they ain’t believe me
i hit the crowd the people squeeze me they be screamin’ baby jesus
f-cked around and made a 20 yesterday from sellin’ reefer
made another 45 hunnid doin’ n-ggas features
imma turn a 25 to a 50, double that and bring it back to the family everybody round me eatin’
and if i’m on the stage and n-gga in the crowd play crazy we gon’ jump up off the stage we gon’ beat him
i cut a couple side hoes off, cause i don’t got the time of the day for them b-tches i don’t need ’em
all the labels lookin’ at me cut the muhf-ckin’ check
’cause i ain’t seen a rapper out here f-ckin’ with me yet
i’m holding up a rollie on my muhf-ckin’ wrist
and i’m dancin’ round with diamonds on my muhf-ckin’ neck
f-ckin’ on her good like i’m tryna break a sweat
i just hopped up off a flight, flew to charlotte overnight
i don’t wanna be k!ller, i don’t think you wanna die
that’s a muhf-ckin’ 40, put it in a n-gga life
what the f-ck a n-gga mean, f-ck is on a n-gga mind
why he wanna f-ck with me? i was out here doing fine
book the show and pay the fee i’ma turn up every time
i’m too busy on the grind, don’t try now to hit my line

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