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oprah's account - $hane-master$ lyrics

chorus
gimme something i can feel i want
whatever you got inside the stash that have me geeking up
figure i be better off with that instead of feeling numb
how i’m feeling i could pay you double i hope that’s enough
if i’m dead inside it kus other dealer running low
he keep it to himself next time i see him imma kus him out
the customer is always right i guess it ain’t his business slogan
n*gga staying at his grandma house low key she thick ahh f*ck
imma show up f*ck her in the mouth that just to p*ss him off
show you were my head is at the type of day i’m having just
go ahead and hook me up
flip a quarter ounce my way i smoke it before the day is done *

verse
boy i can promise this
i can faded for 24 hours consistent still i be bodying sh*t
allahu akbar better bow to the sun im a f*cking religion, so don’t you ever forget
i put my light in her life and she been shading you since
you like a lamp in this b*tch
pinch me i gotta be dreaming we just had a three some again
if i was eatting her booty it kus it look peachy forgive me
put sum my stomach she know i be hungry she cooking a meal
the food will get cold she be mad i just ate all the p*ssy she had
we can’t afford to be sitting in no quarantine know i be sick as corona accordingly she gonna pick up on this feed so much more to me
watch me get fat as her booty i’m mental i’m looney
this straight jacket just like a t*shirt sh*t as much as i wore it
we can do it the easy way or the hard way booty warrior
p*ssy mean more to me then water and money
need a big budget or more to fund my activities
so i cannot waste time playing camp counselor to you little n*gglets to infinity
i’m a monster b*tch look what you did to me this year is finna be a motherf*cker if you isn’t feeling me kus imma keep dropping supplies for my people they need it i bring it
aries season every season finna air you fake thugs out as the fairies you really be
deep down deep seated i can give you wings if you wanna act stupid just to really prove it then yo mistress main and your mother figure sending naked pictures scroll thru em with my girl and laugh about it
boy you lack a back bone and a bank balance
straighten up i got your people coming to me talking like zombies
brain dead as the songs you make they be crowding all in a single file line around the corner arguing about who was next all in front of me

chorus
gimme something i can feel i want
whatever you got inside the stash that have me geeking up
figure i be better off with that instead of feeling numb
how i’m feeling i could pay you double i hope that’s enough
if i’m dead inside it kus other dealer running low
he keep it to himself next time i see him imma kus him out
the customer is always right i guess it ain’t his business slogan
n*gga staying at his grandma house low key she thick ahh f*ck
imma show up f*ck her in the mouth that just to p*ss him off
show you were my head is at the type of day i’m having just
go ahead and hook me up
flip a quarter ounce my way i smoke it before the day is done

- hane master lyrics

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