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otis - gang51e june lyrics

[intro]
(th*th*th*th*think we found a loophole)
(the soul soundz)

[chorus]
if real was a person, then i’ll be that
if still was a person, n*gga, i’ll be strapped
buddy a p*ssy, talkin’ ’bout “press me,” dawg got a spotter, the cat in the hat
baby want me to settle down, i’ve been hurt h*lla times, ain’t no point in you askin’ for that
i ain’t the type to be off in the club doin’ dances, i’m him in the back wit’ the mac
spoil my b*tch, now she act like a brat
dior on the feet, got dior on the sole
just talked to kevin, i’m goin’ on tour
he sponsored by chevy ’cause he can’t afford
i got this drip on my body, this sh*t be ironic, ’cause last year a n*gga was poor
if cudi miss when he slidin’, i’m sweepin’ behind
i’m like, “he was forgettin’ his chores” (buh)

[verse]
don’t go that way, them lil’ n*ggas be thuggin’ (let’s go)
they love to be in yo’ face when it’s sunny
hide from the rain when they hear that it’s comin’
fifty on me when i walk in the buildin’, but i was on 51st street wit’ a hunnid
don’t give a f*ck enough to say my side of my story, so n*ggas keep makin’ assumptions (skrrt)
how you the hardest up out of the city when y’all lil’ n*ggas can’t sell out a function?
i been too humble, they still had these [numbers?], they lookin’ for reasons, i’m givin’ ’em sum’
and momma told me that to wait until a woman heart was through her stomach, so i’m in her stomach
i’m on and off, and i don’t need no bodyguard, refuse to let the chop’ go, they be roughin’
i gotta fell out with people (what you mean?)
who i thought that was gon’ be around for a lifetime
it ain’t no exemption if n*ggas is trippin’, i’m bustin’ they ass like a pipeline
my n*ggas nocturnal, we be in the house wit’ the burners, pop out in the nighttime
they went on a skid and aborted, ’cause he had his kids, y’all n*ggas ain’t like mine, true story
[chorus]
if real was a person, then i’ll be that
if still was a person, n*gga, i’ll be strapped
buddy a p*ssy, talkin’ ’bout “press me,” dawg got a spotter, the cat in the hat
baby want me to settle down, i’ve been hurt h*lla times, ain’t no point in you askin’ for that
i ain’t the type to be off in the club doin’ dances, i’m him in the back wit’ the mac
spoil my b*tch, now she act like a brat
dior on the feet, got dior on the sole
just talked to kevin, i’m goin’ on tour
he sponsored by chevy ’cause he can’t afford
i got this drip on my body, this sh*t be ironic, ’cause last year a n*gga was poor
if cudi miss when he slidin’, i’m sweepin’ behind
i’m like, “he was forgettin’ his chores” (buh)

[outro]
don’t go that way, them lil’ n*ggas be thuggin’
they love to be in yo’ face when it’s sunny
hide from the rain when they hear that it’s comin’
hide from the rain when they hear that it’s comin’
how you the hardest up out of the city when y’all lil’ n*ggas can’t sell out a function?

- gang51e june lyrics

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