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saved by the bell - itsmanman & cash kidd lyrics

[intro: itsmanman]
hm, n*gga, i’m the hardest youngin out, n*gga
yeah
ayy

[verse 1: itsmanman]
call tanesha, tell her bring her friend, i need a threeway
just hit a b*tch in san andreas, i feel like cj
you ain’t a p if you don’t make her walk until her feet stank
ain’t grape tree, put it’s purple what my jeans say
n*gga, i’m the hardest out the east, and that’s on god, n*gga
he talk for nothin’, dog a b*tch, we call him taj gibson
curtis jackson sittin’ in the chop, i’m ’bout to rob 50
most of these n*ggas rap actors, he got five emmys
detroit n*gga, check my last name, i got g.o.a.t. status
spent his live savings on a belt, he a broke bragger
n*gga, this ain’t 2009, why your clothes baggy?
i tried to leave this one b*tch, but her throat grabbed mе
wait, hold on, n*gga, where you from? throw it up
hm, if he throw up thе wrong thing, then i’ma choke him up
n*gga, that is not a bankroll if you can fold it up
i call his ass ben lids ’cause he broke as f*ck
what p say? you catch me down two, then i’m scorin’ three
i’m never hatin’ on my mans if he got more than me
b*tch say she don’t do ho sh*t, well, you a wh0re to me
put it on, b*tch, i’m too fly, the plane board me
talkin’ crazy, when you see ’em out, they be shook, hm
i’m the mvp now, f*ck a rook
thick b*tch, i just hit her from the side like a hook
he like, “d*mn, manman, why you take my b*tch?” because she looked, hm
he apologized, don’t give a f*ck, i’m still whackin’ dude
i’ma smack his b*tch, too, ’cause she was actin’ rude
it ain’t no competition ’round me, you outrappin’ who?
you a rat, i heard about your mans, he be rattin’ too
hm, yeah, shoutout bebe kid, i looked up to him
this b*tch head super weak, but she still f*ck cool
my n*gga always keep that can on him like a drum dude
i just put my b*lls between her legs, i feel like unc’ drew
[verse 2: cash kidd]
b*tch, you done ate the whole city, you tryna cuff who?
your ho wanna f*ck me out the blue, you ain’t have one clue
gave me her soul, that’s not enough, i want some lunch too
broke b*tch keep beggin’ me to change, guess that’s what bonds do
made her sweep my ashes up, simp, you tryna jump brooms
hm, jugg the government today? sh*t, what would trump do?
part ass scammer think it’s sweet ’cause he can punch food
i’m sellin’ d*ck, passin’ out chocolate like forest gump do
“d*mn, kidd, where you from?” 666
my last ho just bounced her n*gga to a rich thick b*tch
when i say it’s apples on the floor, it ain’t no picnic
rich as h*ll, scammin’ on the low, but i’m a big pimp, huh
just promoted your ho to my number six b*tch
she comin’ off the bench, but she don’t care, long as she get chip, huh
ayy, why you savin’ hoes? you need to save yourself
broke as h*ll, tryna please the b*tch, you could blame yourself
my lil’ n*ggas on go, he gon’ hop out and slay like elves
spin the block, make me see me twice, but it ain’t chanel
bald heads on me, pullin’ skits for like dave chappelle
my neck colored full like takashi, n*gga, can’t you tell?
rich n*gga walkin’ in, ho, can’t you smell?
what the f*ck? i ain’t no traffic cop, i can’t take no l’s
if you want a good relationship, help me make this sale
or you gon’ hear the benz tire screech, saved by the bell
ayy

- itsmanman cash kidd lyrics

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