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why you lying [remixx] - izaiah combs lyrics

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aye
thanks maxra keby
aye
where you at

aye
where you at n*gga
where you at
i been in a trap getting raps n*gga where you at

aye
n*gga where you at
i been in a trap getting raps
aye

i been in a trial getting rats n*gga where you at
i be stacking up money n*gga
what the f*ck you’re at
i’m been with the gang and i’m getting f*cking fly

and i’m getting f*cking high
n*gga where the f*ck you at
and i been making hits
and i’m getting f*cking paid

like every f*cking day
and your girl wanna be my bae
but i said she can’t
cause i’m a motherf*cking pimp
not a f*cking sip
n*gga can you feel me n*gga
and i’m with missy gilley
and wе rocking out everyday

on the bеat
and you know we getting paid
like i said n*gga you a little p*ssy n*gga
aye

get some bread n*gga
get some f*cking motion
motion in the ocean
i’m swimming in the ocean

n*ggas can’t find me
n*gga where you mean
i told you where i’m at
can you feel me

i’m getting green
getting money
n*gga call me green
but you always wanna be me

dripping codeine
with the f*cking sprite
in the subway
if a n*gga play with me
and i’m so fresh
and i’m so clean
and i’m so fresh
where you at

where you at
n*gga where the f*ck you at
i’ve been in a trap
getting racks

n*gga where you at
i’ve been stacking up money
n*gga where the f*ck you at
i’ve been with the gang

getting fly
getting high
n*gga where the f*ck you at
i’ve been making hits

and getting paid
n*gga where you at
aye
n*gga where you at

aye
creeping through the door
at night
if a n*gga play with me
and i’m so fresh
and i’m so clean
and i’m with the whole of the night
aye

missy gilley on the beat
missy gilley on the beat
ain’t sh*t sweet
gilley on the beat

also what you need
he had to swing his pipe
get out the bike
n*ggas be like

i like
but don’t you don’t like this
you gonna hate this
i’ve been tired of waiting

n*ggas had me patient
but i am impatient
n*ggas calling me
mr. of course

n*ggas
get your momma a divorce
uh
put me on the beat

put me on the beat
ain’t sh*t sweet
i already said that sh*t before
i’m from the ave 4

n*gga don’t go there
n*ggas don’t know where that is
let me tell you about that sh*t
northside what it is

uh
don’t bring your kids
it’s not a f*cking fair
ain’t sh*t fair

in the hood
n*ggas don’t go there
n*ggas wanna go there
but ain’t f*cking from there

n*gga
stay your ass in the suburbs
and momma got a f*cking porsche in her f*cking yard

n*gga
what the f*ck
aye
where you at

aye
where you at
aye
n*gga where the f*ck you at

where you at
aye
i’ve been in the trap
getting raps

n*gga where you at
i’ve been stacking up money
n*gga where you
f*ck you at

i’ve been with the gang
getting fly
getting high
where the f*ck you at

i’ve been making hits
getting paid
every f*cking day
so n*gga

where the f*ck you at
you don’t got no motion
aye
you don’t got no f*cking motion

what
mr. gilley
and he turned up on the beat
n*gga rocking with my feet

n*gga cody
and i’m sipping in the cup
n*gga
and i’m drinking f*cking coke

in the f*cking back
if a n*gga play with me
had to show him what’s strapped
n*gga had to show him what’s strapped

he said i ain’t have it
that’s crazy
we just snapped

- izaiah combs lyrics

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