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squabble up - doodiebudd lyrics

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[intro]
(it’s the budd)
(boom, boom, boom)

[chorus]
30 on me, flexing peices you can call me the budd
n*gga asked me where i got it from’ i told him i got it out the mud
shooters in the house popping perkys they in love with the drugs
n*ggas love talking on the net but don’t wanna squabble up
30 on me, flexing peices you can call me the budd
n*gga asked me where i got it from’ i told him i got it out the mud
shooters in the house popping perkys they in love with the drugs
n*ggas love talking on thе net but don’t wanna squabble up
[verse 1]
in the housе with your b*tch i heard she wanna ride it (she wanna ride it)
picking up a strap little n*gga we don’t fight sh*t (we don’t fight nun)
30 on my hip it’s a (shh)
like a dyk* b*tch
talking no ml with a k we love the violence
shooters in the back they walking up with some silence (with some silence)
silencers, pack a punch n*ggas gone die lit (gon die)
pockets been on fat sh*t i think it need a diet (that sh*t fat)
i’m gone get the money don’t give a f*ck if you like it (don’t give a f*ck)
n*ggas talk tough on the net but they marks (lame ass n*ggas)
gang in here with iron i ain’t talking tony starch (ain’t talking starch)
yeah b*tch wanna get together put that sh*t in park (hold on slow down)
you ain’t really like that little n*gga don’t start
you don’t even bite lil n*gga you just bark (you just bark)
we don’t shoot at legs little n*gga we take your heart (we take your heart)
smoking on weed we go straight to the stars
and the trash still smelly i think that sh*t smell like fart (smell like fart)

[chorus]
30 on me, flexing peices you can call me the budd
n*gga asked me where i got it from’ i told him i got it out the mud
shooters in the house popping perkys they in love with the drugs
n*ggas love talking on the net but don’t wanna squabble up
30 on me, flexing peices you can call me the budd
n*gga asked me where i got it from’ i told him i got it out the mud
shooters in the house popping perkys they in love with the drugs
n*ggas love talking on the net but don’t wanna squabble up
[verse 2]
sliding on your block trying to hit you with a 50 round (boom, boom boom)
talking all that sh*t, but in person you ain’t like that now (now you not)
pull up in that truck he started running i had to walk him down
hit them n*ggas block with a silencer it ain’t make no sound (no sound)
jumping off the walls like its bl3 going out of bounds
shawty shaking ass she know how to make that sh*t bounce (nah)
i don’t f*ck with too much n*ggas most you n*ggas clown (n*ggas clowns)
hop out the whip on your block then i start dropping rounds (gang)

[chorus]
30 on me, flexing peices you can call me the budd
n*gga asked me where i got it from’ i told him i got it out the mud
shooters in the house popping perkys they in love with the drugs
n*ggas love talking on the net but don’t wanna squabble up
30 on me, flexing peices you can call me the budd
n*gga asked me where i got it from’ i told him i got it out the mud
shooters in the house popping perkys they in love with the drugs
n*ggas love talking on the net but don’t wanna squabble up

[outro]
(30 on me, flexing peices you can call me the budd
n*gga asked me where i got it from’ i told him i got it out the mud
shooters in the house popping perkys they in love with the drugs
n*ggas love talking on the net but don’t wanna squabble up)

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