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fisher (4-mix) - duwap kaine lyrics

for the hood i go hardcore
she send invisible ink, she real freaky off the taylor port
gotta white b*tch, gotta brown b*tch
something like a s’more
onna westside with the southside, b*tch from the four
she take a perk, she itching always biting like a dinosaur (junky b*tch)
i got mo[re] money than the bank
no, this ain’t no metaphor
and i said “i’ll give you the world”
baby that’s a metaphor (i lied)
girl you ain’t giving top, b*tch what you hear for?
e*e*endless
yeah my love so mother f*cking endless
sorry baby i left you in the bentley
get yo n*gga cause i know that he envy
10 rounds in the [a]k, got you 10 piece
squeeze the mother f*cking [a]k until it’s empty
broke ass n*gga, yo heart looks empty
fly ass n*gga, i ain’t giving no sympathy
you better have some respect, going…(?)
really care about the mother f*cking love
i don’t care if you got gucci or fendi
don’t give a f*ck if yo ass trendy
how the f*ck, is that going to impress me?
f*ck a stylist, ain’t n0body gonna dress me
i earned respect, ain’t n0body gon[na] press me
skinny jeans on, i feel like young thug
skinny jeans so i look like jeffery
draco, if a n*gga move sketchy
she let me hit, how the f*ck you better let me
you know she gonna f*ck if it’s me, especially
you already know that i’m special b[itch]
loveee
yeah she want love from a thug
you was in school asking for some hugs
i was in that b*tch selling drugs
gotta four five on my side n*gga i’ll bust this b*tch
f*ck on yo hoe
fill yo b*tch up, like a luggage b*tch
gotta real b*tch, if you know i really love ha thuggish sh*t (thug)
she f*ck with me, she say “a bay bay” like hurricane chris
this b*tch on that bullsh*t
scratch yo hoe off the hit list (yeah)
free my n*ggas out them jail cells
cause i’m really tired of them visits man
ain’t seen my n*ggas in a minute man
f*ck yo hoe, imma minute man
if ian have no money on my kids, i would’ve went to prison man
money f*ck up friendships man
stop f*cking these hoes raw
cause they giving out bad experience man
i say that off experience man
fly ass h*ll when we take yo man
my rolex ain’t ticking man
master p no limit man
i’ll f*ck yo hoe and i’ll do it again
yeah she with me, yeah till the end
keep it a 100, yeah 100 percent
baby girl i’m like f*ck yo boyfriend
me having motion, man they gotta pretend
wake up, gotta repent
i’m not a dike, but the strap in my pants
like…(?) she do that sh*t with no hands
every time i cheat, she document
baby girl, man we just was a man
we wasn’t meant for each other
i’m getting money, spend that sh*t on my mother
you know i won’t, ever change on my brother
glock in the f*cking moncler puffer
i’ll feed a n*gga, i don’t want you to suffer
i’m getting money, i don’t care who tougher
you a f*ck n*gga, i can’t f*ck with no buster
baby girl, imma mother f*cker
she really thought that i was a lover
n*ggas talking, man he talking that rubbish
you f*ck that hoe better use you a rubber
baby know i’m from the hood
baby know i’m from the gutter
can’t f*ck with no sucker
too many b*tches, man gon ahead f*ck ha
better keep you a gun this summer
imma playa, and playas f*ck up
counting man i’m counting colors
off the liquor man i gotta recover
that’s yo b*tch man she under my covers
mix the louie with the undercover
boy you get no money, that’s a bummer
all of that d*ck riding, boy i know yo bum hurt
pull up with sticks the real block busters
she changed up for money it’s f*ck ha (f*ck ha)
f*ck her (yeah)
pull up on yo block and yo block on that bullsh*t
bust on that b*tch and yo b*tch that’s a full clip
lemme get some of yo liquor, just a lil sip
matter fact lemme hit the mushrooms
take a d*mn trip

- duwap kaine lyrics

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