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2 sexy - g perico, bluebucksclan & 03 greedo lyrics

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[chrous: g perico]
i’m too s*xy for my motherf*ckin’ hood
i’m too s*xy for a dusty ass b*tch
gettin loaded ridin’ ’round in my vette (vroom)
you don’t f*ck with me ’cause you know you can’t
i’m too s*xy for my motherf*ckin’ hood
i’m too s*xy for a dusty ass b*tch
gettin loaded ridin’ ’round in my vette (vroom)
you don’t f*ck with me ’cause you know you can’t

[verse 1: g perico]
f*ck a party i’m just tryna get rich
scratch another model b*tch off of my list
4am and shes beggin’ me to hit
shes gonna suck and i’m gonna l!ck
i’m on the freeway racin’
my boy say he got the bag that i been chasin’
atleast three hundred bands in ben franklin’s
any sucka cross my path i’ma spank him
i pray to god that don’t none of these n*ggas knock me off
i pray to god that i keep learnin’ lessons like a boss
i thank god that he keep me motivatin’ my hood
i pray to god that he keep me lookin’ good

[chrous: g perico]
i’m too s*xy for my motherf*ckin’ hood
i’m too s*xy for a dusty ass b*tch
gettin loaded ridin’ ’round in my vette (vroom)
you don’t f*ck with me ’cause you know you can’t
i’m too s*xy for my motherf*ckin’ hood
i’m too s*xy for a dusty ass b*tch
gettin loaded ridin’ ’round in my vette (vroom)
you don’t f*ck with me ’cause you know you can’t
[verse 2: jeeezy]
she ain’t never spent the night ’cause she can’t
twenty b*tches claimin’ i’m they n*gga, no i ain’t (no i ain’t)
big kitchen came with two ovens, i can’t bake (i can’t bake)
told the valet n*gga park my sh*t right, watch my paint
f*ckin’ on a top tier model b*tch, yeah she ranked (yeah she ranked)
tryna read the menu, i’m at providence, i can’t think (i can’t think)
playin’ with the p*ssy, i’ma smell my finger when she blink
i’m too s*xy for a lame ass b*tch, what you think?

[verse 3: dj]
i could never call another n*gga phone about a b*tch
if ain’t all about the money, it ain’t really makin’ sense
this the clan we don’t believe in cryin’ over spilled milk
spent a thousand on a wallet and balenciaga quilt
got them extra’d out lashes, my b*tch way too s*xy (yes she is)
told the bros i gotta go, soon as my b*tch text me (i’m gone)
y’all keep pullin’ out yo’ phones, you b*tches way too messy
where you goin’? feel like plies, b*tch i need that becky

[chrous: g perico]
i’m too s*xy for my motherf*ckin’ hood
i’m too s*xy for a dusty ass b*tch
gettin loaded ridin’ ’round in my vette (vroom)
you don’t f*ck with me ’cause you know you can’t
i’m too s*xy for my motherf*ckin’ hood
i’m too s*xy for a dusty ass b*tch
gettin loaded ridin’ ’round in my vette (vroom)
you don’t f*ck with me ’cause you know you can’t
[verse 4: 03 greedo]
the way she touch my hair
yes i f*ck fans, oh you know who i am?
i can’t take her to my family
she just want to dance on the d*ck
it’s a whole lotta ass on this b*tch
shoot a n*gga, here i am
who that n*gga? here i am
b*tch you yo’ n*gga ain’t him
i’m that n*gga here i am
i’m that n*gga right now
b*tch yo’ n*gga ain’t here

[chrous: g perico]
i’m too s*xy for my motherf*ckin’ hood
i’m too s*xy for a dusty ass b*tch
gettin loaded ridin’ ’round in my vette (vroom)
you don’t f*ck with me ’cause you know you can’t
i’m too s*xy for my motherf*ckin’ hood
i’m too s*xy for a dusty ass b*tch
gettin loaded ridin’ ’round in my vette (vroom)
you don’t f*ck with me ’cause you know you can’t

[outro: g perico]
i’m way too s*xy to be f*ckin’ with you ugly motherf*ckers
i ain’t talkin’ ’bout the looks
i’m talkin’ ’bout the mind, frame, and the situation
they don’t bring no elevation
play to win

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