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statement - joey fatts lyrics

[verse 1: joey fatts]
vvs’s bussing out the bezzle
[?] hundred thousand at the condo with the fellas
you do this when you can, b*tch, i do this sh*t whenever
and [?] double [?] came with the umbrellas
[?] face card, [?]
but i don’t need sh*t, b*tch, i love to spend my chetter
[?] for 36, my n*gga, get it together
and i don’t even cut it, hit the block with that pressure
’bout 40 in these 8 pc’s, learn to hustle
like abc’s, b*tch, i seen it all, on some [?]
[?]
break a [?]
coupe fast, i love to speed
all these b*tches love the team
lil fatts, yеah, they f*ck with him
b*tch i’m so filthy, like i’m double g
bad b*tch, shе gon’ bring a friend, and that’s a double team
street n*gga [?] with a pistol in my [?]

[chorus: robtwo]
you doing what you got to, i do it ’cause i can
since young boys was tought to be men
and i really don’t think they understand
everything i got took pationts
[?]
young n*gga from the gutter, from the paivement
and everything i do is a statement
imma blow some bands on the way in
[verse 2: slimmy b]
she wanna f*ck on me, ’cause my bag different
took her to miami, [?] different
[?] n*gga
bounce out, check the sh*t down, yeah, i’m that n*gga
[?] in the building, you just a rat n*gga
when she off a perc, she throw it back different
i’m in the maybach blowing runts, [?]
i know baby want me home, but i’m [?] in it
trap with it
[?]
baby told me slide, d*ck her down, imma bless her
hit her from the back, bend her over, put her leg up
[?] with this pole [?]
f*cking bad hoes before i got my check up
b*tch i’m up now, i ain’t worried ’bout who next up
it’s a couple bands there, tell my n*gga dress up
check the last body, headshot, put that [?]
n*gga

- joey fatts lyrics

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