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deadz - fbg duck lyrics

[intro]
nah, for real, no cap, my money long as sears tower, hehe
you n*ggas in trouble (like, they got me back on this sh*t right here, you know i’m saying?)
like, y’all already knew that sh*t, ya know i’m saying?
i ain’t even gotta tell y’all that sh*t no more, you know i’m saying?
f*ck wrong with you, n*gga? (like, this what they want me to do, right?)
y’all know how the f*ck how i’m rocking, on that same sh*t, that gang sh*t, n*gga
(gang*gang)
like, who cares?

[chorus]
woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah (skrrt)
fresh out the bed (fresh out the bed)
huh, run up some bread (ooh)
d*mn, two hoes in my bed (ooh)
b*tch, give me some head (d*mn)
woah, fresh out the bеd (ooh)
d*mn, run up some bread (skrrt)
huh, two hoes in my bеd
b*tch, give me some head
d*mn, fresh out the bed (ooh)
uh, run up some bread (skrrt)
(fbg sh*t)
two hoes in my bed (d*mn)
(fbg, b*tch)
b*tch, give me some head (skrrt)
[verse 1]
fresh out, outta the bed (uh), just got me some head
mhm (mm), that’s your lil’ b*tch? well, she gave me head
you treat that b*tch like she wifey and i treat that b*tch like a busser (mm, busser)
hm, you treat that b*tch like you trust her and she treat your ass like a sucker (mm, you sucker)
hm, n*gga want war, then we load up a lot of sh*t (baow)
most of these n*ggas p*ssy, they so counterfeit (brrt)
run up on them with the .40, bro got the nick’ (d*mn)
you gon’ get hit with every hollow out of it (d*mn, d*mn)
ayy, found i f*cked his b*tch, now all hurt and upset (skrrt, skrrt)
i got two twin ninas next to the tommy like a rugrat (skrrt, skrrt*skrrt)
(money)

[refrain 1]
(skrrt*skrrt)
like, i would say, “you n*ggas in trouble,” like (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
but y’all know everything i do once, i do double, like, ya know i’m saying?
whole lot of k!llers surround me like we in a huddle, f*ck is you talmbout, n*gga? (gang*gang)
pop your melon like a bubble, b*tch, hahaha

[chorus]
woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah (skrrt)
fresh out the bed (fresh out the bed)
huh, run up some bread (ooh)
d*mn, two hoes in my bed (ooh)
b*tch, give me some head (d*mn)
woah, fresh out the bed (ooh)
d*mn, run up some bread (skrrt)
huh, two hoes in my bed
b*tch, give me some head
d*mn, fresh out the bed (ooh)
uh, run up some bread (turn up)
two hoes in my bed (d*mn)
b*tch, give me some head (woah, woah, woah)
[verse 2]
they say i rap about the same thing
poppin’ guns, gang bangin’ (mm)
runnin’ train*trains on a n*gga main thang (hm)
and hangin’ on the corner with my gang*gang (whatever)
’cause if you f*ck around with my shorties, you can get popped in your melon, huh
f*cked his b*tch, now he jealous (uh)
recorded the sh*t, put it on the internet, they say i’m too extra, hm (skrrt)
i guess the b*tch was embarrassed, hm (skrrt)
mm, run up on me, then i’m teachin’ n*ggas lessons (skrrt)
hm, throwin’ bullets to whoever wanna catch ’em (skrrt)
hm, that’s why i don’t cuff these b*tches ’cause these b*tches is too extra (skrrt, skrrt)
you knew this sh*t was gon’ go viral when i first recorded it, so why would you let me? (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

[refrain 2]
b*tch
you know the reason you came over here was to do d*cks (skrrt)
now you talkin’ ’bout a whole lotta sh*t that don’t make sense (like, for real, though)
hmm, had to hit the b*tch with a few jet li kicks (like, b*tch, you know you gotta go)

[chorus]
woah, woah, woah, woah, woah (skrrt)
fresh out the bed (fresh out the bed)
huh, run up some bread (ooh)
d*mn, two hoes in my bed (ooh)
b*tch, give me some head (d*mn)
woah, fresh out the bed (ooh)
d*mn, run up some bread (skrrt)
huh, two hoes in my bed
b*tch, give me some head
d*mn, fresh out the bed (ooh)
uh, run up some bread (skrrt)
two hoes in my bed (d*mn)
b*tch, give me some head (skrrt)

- fbg duck lyrics

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