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two steppa - hawk memphis lyrics

yeah
keenan bruce wanted another one
make sure you bumpin’ this
in your beamer
with the top down bro
la la
hey baby
roll your windows down
i know you smilin’

who you b*tches really think you deceiving
m*th*f*ckas done gave me a reason
to act like a wild heathen
reflecting my inner demons
f*ck fortune and fame dreamin’
woke up now b*tch i’m the leader
resurrection just to spit that ether
fake b*tch it’s no cappin szn
yeah yeah
you n*ggas is lame
all up in a real n*ggas lanе
no trust for you eddie kane’s
waka flocking all you b*tches with flamеs
now i’m here and it’s nothing the same
got your b*tch always screaming my name
hawk memphis
yeah hoe i am the mane
i’m a star even without a drake
got married to the rap game
this b*tch wore vera w*ng
she bust’n nut all on my sheets
her panties left wit cum stains
these hoes be worried bout the wrong thangs
they try to catch my wave
call me money making mitch
i see you rico’s taking aim
california showed me the love
michigan i met the plug
arizona f*ckin wit us
los vegas they know what’s up
i’m playing in the field
and y’all ass sittin in the bleachers
project s gave me a deal
now i’m making hit like derrick jeter
two steps to the left
don’t give a f*ck bout how you felt
b*tch i’m on
my moneys long
i know you wishing on me death
two steps to the right
a fake hoe i don’t like
i’m in my zone
leave me alone
i’m busy winnin’ alright

two steps to the left
don’t give a f*ck bout how you felt
b*tch i’m on
my moneys long
i know you wishing on me death
two steps to the right
a fake hoe i don’t like
i’m in my zone
leave me alone
i’m busy winnin’ alright

verse two
got a b*tch chosing
her walls aching for a bruising
oh
i watch how i’m moving
these oops prayin i lose sh*t
who
turned nothin’ to something
i’m ceo business running
smooth
f*ck da rules do what i do
ain’t worried nothin’
i pity the fools
who left a n*gga for dead
i know you b*tches gettin’ scared
but now it’s too late
you wasn’t prepared
karma coming for you n*ggas head
i paid the cost
f*ck taking a lost
big mack’n with the special sauce
oral b n*gga i like to floss
middle fingers up b*tch f*ck the law
yeah uh!
groupies in da lobby
dusty thirsty thotties
n0body needs no bodies
i beat my meat i loving me
you can bet
i ain’t living with regrets
it’s not one person i’ve met
can say that i ain’t come correct
i’m a finisher
32 bar k!ller
neighborhood hit dealer
long stroke p*ssy digger
it’s my year
went through the blood sweat and tears
overcame all of my fears
i vowed to always keep it real
two steps to the left
don’t give a f*ck bout how you felt
b*tch i’m on
my moneys long
i know you wishing on me death
two steps to the right
a fake hoe i don’t like
i’m in my zone
leave me alone
i’m busy winnin’ alright

annmarie we got another one
tay tay what’s up girl
we in here

- hawk memphis lyrics

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