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famu freestyle - fatt macc lyrics

[intro]
yeah
i’m still the same n*gga, dog, i just got my money up

[verse]
trap doin’ numbers too, i just counted a hundred*plus
you ever made two bands off a bag, then you really hustling
young n*gga was husky, all these j’s got me doin’ the dougie
i know these rags to riches, my b*tches look like lauren london
as long as ‘migo send ’em in, i’ma keep it jumpin’
even though i’m ridin’ behind the tint, i’m ridin’ with a hundred
i know this drac’ll never fold, i know it got my back
i know the reason the b*tch won’t leave, she know i got them racks
they ridin’ scats, we don’t do that, two hundred the dash
b*tch, i’m thе plug, i ran it up, that n*gga ain’t got a stack
grown man sh*t, n*ggas don’t know nothin’ ’bout it
reppin’ on that one body, you ain’t scared n0body
n*gga front you, you ain’t pay him back, you ain’t got no facе card
whole lot of dracos in the trap, we don’t do ars
tell them b*tches that i’m strapped and ready when that day come
whenever that that day is, lil’ junior wait to play here
a hundred sixty ‘bows up in the house, i don’t even stay here
and i can’t let no ho up in my house ‘less she gon’ pay bills
put a dub on a n*gga top, how that pape’ feel?
they put a hundred shots inside my car, know how that drac’ feel
i’m f*ckin’ on a snow bunny b*tch, she don’t know what a j is
i made her buy a brick of ice, she don’t know what that skate is
my lil’ b*tch go to famu, she don’t know what a plate is
got a molly house, exotic house, shorty got like eight cribs
baby, let me pay you for it, i don’t know what no date is
you know fatt macc can’t never goin’ broke, but i know they is
i’m still the same n*gga, dog, i don’t know who they is
he still got that big old f&n, don’t try to play him
yeah, n*gga goin’ to prison, get some head from a f*ggot
just left from new york city, gettin’ some head from an italian
i know some real n*ggas ain’t never bend, ain’t never fold
i know some n*ggas that i thought was real sat down and told
i know some n*ggas locked and i can’t wait ’til they come home
n*gga k!lled my dog, can’t wait to get him gone
[outro]
i’m still the same n*gga, dog, yeah
i’m still the same n*gga, dog, i just got my bag up
i ain’t no motherf*ckin’ rapper either, n*gga
yeah, full*time trapper
yeah
i just be f*ckin’ off, n*gga
i be feelin’ myself
yeah
i’m deep in my bag, n*gga
and you n*ggas’ face card f*cked up, n*gga
n*gga can’t get a cheeseburger, man

- fatt macc lyrics

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