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make believe - doowop (gbe) lyrics

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[chorus]
all this sh*t you n*ggas talkin’ about doin’, sh*t be make believe
i got model b*tches in la dreamin’ about tastin’ me (tastin’ me)
same hoes out in chiraq swear they erasin’ me (raq)
shirt 12 hundred, lil b*tch couldn’t even make a jeep
stupid b*tch asked to hit the blunt, now let her face the weed
i been sittin’ back waitin’ on my turn patiently
all these rackses comin’ in, i take them ungratefully
i ain’t slept since cap died, i’m 6 am faithfully

[verse]
they tryna take credits for this sh*t like they made me (like they made me)
grew up around the k!llers, real n*ggas raised me
we got big sh*ts with kickstands like the navy
blood sweaty tears face in my eyes, shoutout aj (shoutout face)
and i been through sh*t, shoutout veez, that’s my baby (that’s my baby)
we just smoked the zip and drank the six, now we lazy (no bap)
a n*gga f*cked my b*tch, i f*cked his, now we trainin’ (train pass)
i been through some sh*t, you would swear it didn’t phase me
in and out the staple center, yeah, i’m a laker (i’ma laker)
you are f*cked up, david russel temptation (d*mn)
no label, y’all need 30 occasion
seen a n*gga make your life savings on foreseason
we do this sh*t, you a actor rapper, call you ludacris
murphy lee my shirt say “sink” ’cause i’ma lunatic
we done spent that old money, nah, we ain’t new to this (nah)
last b*tch f*cked up, wish i never knew the b*tch
boy, that’s a 8 of wock’, i vouch i can’t do the tris (nah)
everything gucci but i bought the b*tch some louie fit (louie)
we put belts on n*ggas (belts), all he wanna do is quit
my lil bro a bug, all he really wanna do is drench (drench, drench gang)
[chorus]
all this sh*t you n*ggas talkin’ about doin’, sh*t be make believe
i got model b*tches in la dreamin’ about tastin’ me (tastin’ me)
same hoes out in chiraq swear they erasin’ me (raq)
shirt 12 hundred, lil b*tch couldn’t even make a jeep
stupid b*tch asked to hit the blunt, now let her face the weed
i been sittin’ back waitin’ on my turn patiently
all these rackses comin’ in, i take them ungratefully
i ain’t slept since cap died, i’m 6 am faithfully

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