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this way - kody lavigne lyrics

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[intro]
huh*huh, uh, yeah (ports on the track, boy)

[chorus]
yeah, i don’t rock no rick (rick)
and hardy on my ‘fit, yeah (‘fit)
and please don’t call my phone ’cause i’m up, lil’ b*tch, i’m lit (yeah)
i spend money on wrist (what?)
and money on my fist
i’ve been ballin’ so d*mn hard, i don’t think that i’m gon’ miss (think that i’m gon’ miss, yeah)
i don’t rock no rick (rick)
and hardy on my ‘fit, yeah (‘fit)
and please don’t call my phone ’cause i’m up, lil’ b*tch, i’m lit (yeah)
i spend money on wrist (what?)
and money on my fist
i’ve been ballin’ so d*mn hard, i don’t think that i’m gon’ miss (think that i’m gon’ miss, yeah)

[verse]
i don’t think that i’m gon’ miss, yeah
think that i’m gon’ miss, yeah
i just took your girl ’cause she think i’m the sh*t, yeah
then she gave me lip
most of these b*tches talk, but they won’t never listen
know i’m stayin’ by myself, but gotta keep stitchin’
n*ggas gon’ shoot they shot, you know that they be missin’, they be missin’
while i’m thumbin’, thumbin’, you know i’m countin’ them hunnids, yeah (okay)
pull up in a srt with them .223s, don’t get to runnin’, yeah (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
did it all by myself, had no help, i came from nothin’, yeah (yeah)
haters on my d*ck ’cause they all p*ssed and they all bummy, yeah
you should’ve known people change
make ten*nine*nine bands ’cause i be spittin’ flames
and, no, i don’t want that girl unless she givin’ brain
stackin’ up all my bread and split it with the team, gang, gang
[chorus]
i don’t rock no rick (rick)
and hardy on my ‘fit, yeah (‘fit)
and please don’t call my phone ’cause i’m up, lil’ b*tch, i’m lit (yeah)
i spend money on wrist (what?)
and money on my fist
i’ve been ballin’ so d*mn hard, i don’t think that i’m gon’ miss (think that i’m gon’ miss, yeah)
i don’t rock no rick (rick)
and hardy on my ‘fit, yeah (‘fit)
and please don’t call my phone ’cause i’m up, lil’ b*tch, i’m lit (yeah)
i spend money on wrist (what?)
and money on my fist
i’ve been ballin’ so d*mn hard, i don’t think that i’m gon’ miss (think that i’m gon’ miss, yeah)

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