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everybodyk freestyle - heembeezy lyrics

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[intro]
yeah
b*tch
yeah
turn me up
don’t turn me down, foe

[chorus]
yeah, all these n*ggas must be on the floor the way i’m trippin’ on ’em (yeah)
i could be ’bout six months old the way i’m sh*ttin’ on ’em (yeah)
slap the b*tch up and take all her trap, i got some pimpin’ for her (touch her up)
b*tch, you can’t do sh*t for me, i ain’t got sh*t for you (b*tch, yeah)
told the b*tch i’ll come another day ’cause i’m just too important
i ain’t sleepin’ ’til the s580 got the forgis on it (skrrt)
b*tch said she ain’t had no roster, but i know she hoein’ (know)
if all the opps come to the show, then, b*tch, you know i’m goin’ (i’m goin’ in)

[verse]
yeah, n*gga got to snitchin’ and the feds camе and kicked down
i was eighteen with red dots on chops all in thе house (yeah)
xanny got me dozin’ on and off, i’m zonin’ in and out (yeah)
b*tch, don’t pull up, do all that talkin’, put it in your mouth (yeah)
h*ll nah, b*tch, i don’t trust you, you might f*ck my dog
i don’t f*ck with none of y’all n*ggas, y’all disgust me
i pop perky, she mad i don’t nut when we f*ckin’
never got up in the club without it, b*tch, it’s tucked in (yeah)
naw, them n*ggas can’t hang with us
they wanna hang with the gang, ain’t sh*t that they can say to us (yeah)
been thumbin’ through these racks all d*mn day, i’m runnin’ that paper up
b*tch, you know i’m booted up
four*five perky for the night, okay (yeah)
n*ggas f*ckin’ with the other side, that’s that sh*t that i don’t like
frrah, brodie life flash ‘fore his eyes (yeah)
b*tch, i got the devil in my cup, drinkin’ slow*mo
b*tches wanna f*ck me ’cause i’m up, that’s a no*no
watched a b*tch get my brodie set up, i don’t trust no ho (ah)
watched a b*tch get my brodie set up, i don’t trust no b*tch (hah)
took the e out of my emotions and got motion (yeah)
sorry, moms, your son turned to a rich*ass dopehead
[chorus]
yeah, all these n*ggas must be on the floor the way i’m trippin’ on ’em (yeah)
i could be ’bout six months old the way i’m sh*ttin’ on ’em (yeah)
slap the b*tch up and take all her trap, i got some pimpin’ for her (touch her up)
b*tch, you can’t do sh*t for me, i ain’t got sh*t for you (b*tch, yeah)
told the b*tch i’ll come another day ’cause i’m just too important
i ain’t sleepin’ ’til the s580 got the forgis on it (skrrt)
b*tch said she ain’t had no roster, but i know she hoein’ (know)
if all the opps come to the show, then, b*tch, you know i’m goin’ (i’m goin’ in)

[outro]
yeah
big everybodyk, b*tch, no other gangs to the grave
f*ck n*gga, you know what it is
you b*tch*ass n*ggas stop all that playin’ (b*tch)

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