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fleek! - hølygrail lyrics

chorus
she said her name was lucy
she was loose wit me
only f-ck with true g’s
my b-tch is choosey
wanna know was good wit me
you won’t get use to me
but you will remember me
cause my sauce on fleek!
n-ggas obsolete
cause my sauce on fleek!
b-tches all on me
cause my sauce on fleek!
n-ggas obsolete
cause my sauce on fleek!
b-tches all on me
cause my sauce on fleek!

verse 1
i be coppin dubs
pocket swo asf!
all i need is that purple fanta in my cup
i be blessin me!
i deserve it all
and if a n-gga test me
imma blow him up
b-tch im high asf
cause im off the zone
im different breed
b-tch im geeked asf
from a different plane
you can’t hang with us
you know about the gang
tell her hit us up
i smokin on the ill
my cop game made of steal
im puffin up a hill
im rollin up a meal
dont test me sh-t get real
get blunt and dollar bills
these f-ck bois dont appeal
these f-ck bois dont appeal

this glock on me magnetic
money come like magic
fake n-ggas get blasted
don’t play cards with plastic
flip yo -ss gymnastic
with automatic clip
call me old fashion
drip turn to a cl-ssic

fleek (16x)

cause my sauce on fleek (8x)

- holygrail lyrics

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