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thooter pt.2 - es och lyrics

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when getting money u surrounded
by sum lit hoes
big racks
stuffed in skinny jeans
like wha is big clothes
big facts
my bhitch h*lla boujie
but she still on me
walked in
looking like the man
jus like i’m rich homie

which homie
sh*t ion trust n*ggas
cuhz they big phony

shut i can’t neva trust a b*tch
cuhz she might switch on me

yea she left me
i’m jus happy she ain’t snitch on me

big 40
put it in yo mouth
jus like i’m mick foley
big rolly
i can buss it down
thts why yah b*tch on me

hood trophy
u only f*ck wit me
because the hood kno me

fresh up outa jail
n kept it rolling
like i’m rich rollin

i been focused
if u ain’t talking money
i can’t get on it

i’m bout a bag
25/8
a nigha cloked

once a n*gga kno i’m ona stage
i bring the block in

why would they search me for the party
bring the glocks in
bring yo whole squad the house big
n i got friends

big drip
gotta big d*ck
for a pretty b*tch

real sh*t
i been stitched lip
every since a jit

i’m bout a bag
till i hit the grave
u n*ggas bout a b*tch

them ppl cum n get me
running fades
n doing time again

wen getting money u surrounded
by sum lit hoes
big racks
stuffed in skinny jeans
like wha is big clothes
big facts
my bhitch h*lla boujie
but she still on me
walked in
looking like the man
jus like i’m rich homie

they then let me out that slammer
now i’m back on

bleed a thooter
ship her to that blade
get her trap on
50s is my friend
a stack of hunnids
is my backbone

a thooter bring a bag
then a thooter getting smacked on
aye
f*cking up my money
youll get clapped on
aye
get up off my line
if it ain’t trap mode
aye
f*ck a b*tch
that ain’t nothing you should brag on
the only thing i’m trusting
is the hunnids that they drag home
aye

wake yo game up
these lames only sleep around
i get more chicken then file
i let them hunnids out
i’m still sipping on that drank
i never heard of drouts
a thooter bringing coochie
then a thooter ran a hunnid routes
aye
hold on
now wha tht sh*t do
heart h*lla cold
a n*gga live inside a igloo
skinny n*gga
but a n*gga flex like a big dude
b*tch turn around
and show a n*gga wha that sh*t do

wen getting money u surrounded
by sum lit hoes
big racks
stuffed in skinny jeans
like wha is big clothes
big facts
my bhitch h*lla boujie
but she still on me
walked in
looking like the man
jus like i’m rich homie

wen getting money u surrounded
by sum lit hoes
big racks
stuffed in skinny jeans
like wha is big clothes
big facts
my bhitch h*lla boujie
but she still on me
walked in
looking like the man
jus like i’m rich homie

- es och lyrics

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