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shabooya (remix) - hitkidd, gloss up & lola brooke lyrics

[intro]
okay, go on three
one, two, three
shabooya, sha*sha*shabooya roll call
shabooya, sha*sha*shabooya roll call
shabooya, sha*sha*shabooya roll call
shabooya, sha*sha*shabooya roll call
(ayy)

[verse 1:]
my name is lola
last name is brooke
i stay with hittas
they stay with me from getting broke
crabs in a barrel they been talking to all my folks
so i had to shake the ground in the town
now these others b*tches shook
when is why broke i couldn’t tip the waiter
i stayed down then came up
got the nickname big gator
maximize my vvs
cbs i’m on the t.v
you don’t really want no static with big gator
because she [?] with chichi
come on, come on, come on, come on, come on
come on
them knots and 10’s i keep it on
them glocks and 10’s they keep on it
let’s keep it going
come on, come on, come on, come on, come on
come on
why would you play with a b*tch like me
(are you stupid)
[verse 2: slimeroni]
i go by slime (yeah), i’m h*lla fine (yeah)
i got some n*ggas (yeah), but they ain’t mine (yeah)
can’t stop this pimpin’ (yeah), ’cause i’m from memphis (yeah)
i’m too player, you won’t never catch me slippin’ (yeah)

[verse 3: aleza]
look, ayy, i’m aleza (yeah), i’m smokin’ reefer (yeah)
that ain’t your n*gga, he ain’t no keeper, he an eater (yeah)
and i’m a stoner (yeah), popular loner (yeah)
fat blunts, white runtz, that’s my persona (yeah)

[verse 4: gloss up]
i’m glossiana (yeah), hot as the summer (yeah)
i keep a treat (yeah), know how i’m comin’ (yeah)
important b*tch, you can’t reach me by my number (yeah)
didn’t let him f*ck, he ate my ass, what a bummer (yeah)

[verse 5: k carbon]
b*tch, i’m big carbon (yeah), run through his wallet (yeah)
if i want that n*gga, b*tch, you better watch him (yeah)
i touch big figures, i’m strictly d*gg*n’ n*ggas (yeah)
they talkin’ ’bout, “what the f*ck is that?” how i sh*t on b*tches (yeah)

[verse 6: slimeroni]
i’m slimeroni (queen slime), the one and only (the one and only)
you might’ve seen me (you might’ve seen me), but you don’t know me (ho, you don’t know me)
pay me attention (pay me attention), ’cause i’m expensive (cha*ching)
sh*t on hoes, i don’t care if it’s offensive (f*ck ’em)
[verse 7: aleza]
it’s only one aleza (uh*huh), on my neck a freezer
i been the sh*t since they was pagin’ through them beepers (beep*beep, beep*beep)
i’m a bad b*tch in my bonnet (huh), like my daddy, i be stuntin’ (flexin’)
and he in love with me, but i’m in love with spendin’ this money (racks)

[verse 8: gloss up]
b*tch, i’m gloss (mhm), this p*ssy cost (mhm)
keep my p*ssy in his mouth just like some floss (mhm)
this p*ssy pricy (mhm), he wanna wife me (mhm)
runnin’ n*ggas, i should be sponsored by nike (mhm)

[verse 9: k carbon]
b*tch, i’m big carbon (yeah), don’t call me kim, ho (the f*ck?)
got good p*ssy, have him bustin’ out my window (good p*ssy)
feel like 50 cent (why?), ’cause i got many men, ho (okay)
i be fresh as f*ck, expensive linens with no lint on

[verse 9: slimeroni]
b*tch, i’m queen slime (yeah), queen of the dimes (yeah)
man, i’m so hard, make sh*t look easy without tryin’ (yeah)
i don’t f*ck with too many, but these hoes, i got plenty (yeah)
don’t ask me ’bout your n*gga, just know that my b*tch’ll send me (yeah)

[verse 10: aleza]
uh, leza or aleza (yuh), nah, f*ck that, big leza (yuh)
these juicy*ass titties got these n*ggas choosin’, pickin’ (yuh)
he think we finna kick it (no), to me, he just a ticket (yuh)
see i just want his funds, then that contact deleted (yuh)
[verse 11: gloss up]
ayy, call me glitter (big gloss), i take your n*gga (uh*huh)
she want her n*gga back, but he stuck like a sticker (he is)
he love her pretty face (he do), but i’m thicker (i’m thicker)
n*ggas think they sl!ck (sl!ck), but i’m sl!cker (on god)

[verse 12: k carbon]
b*tch, i’m big carbon (it’s carbon), break him and send him back (blrrrd, blrrrd)
i’ma take her n*gga, come here, b*tch, and give me that (sn*tch it)
now she cryin’ in her pillow, hoes silly, hoes mad (ho, shut up)
made him eat my ass, give me all his cash, break him down bad, b*tch (facts)

- hitkidd gloss up lola brooke lyrics

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