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not my cousin - lil rez, lil rae & raqbaby lyrics

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[intro: lil rez]
yeah, huh
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, huh, haha (f*ck n*gga)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
ycoe, ycoe, yco*f*ckin’*e
on god

[chorus: lil rez]
bae, do you love me? gon’ keep my company when sh*t get worse
don’t act like i don’t buy you purses, what you say you like, i purchase
my doctor vibe had cut me off, i played, i don’t too much f*ck with nurses
i told her pull up, walked outside with k with me, she never nervous
i’m just tryna show you love, baby girl, like what it was?
you can tell me how to feel, though, bae, i don’t gotta rush
she get drunk off casamigos with that henny, she get a buzz
today, i seen her instagram, she deepthroat me, tomorrow, she call me cousin

[verse 1: lil rez]
she say, “lil spook, you be bluffin’,” d*mn
russian cream, i bust her down
she say, “spook, don’t slip and drown”
back to back, go double rounds
let me tell you about this one opp talkin’ sh*t, don’t own a whip
you wanna come hang with me, gotta hand your phone to me or call a lyft
i’m a team player, the bro gon’ pass to bro, then i’m gon’ catch the assist
yung crew the first one on the list like we just won the championship
don’t come inside my court, i’m king in here, feel like i’m randy smith
i feel like a shooting star, got two twin glocks, i call ’em jack and jill
i got bros who jackin’ still
when we seen him, he ran off in a split second, no banana peel
tre shoot sh*t like bradley beal
i’m f*ckin’ kissy off percocets, we have perfect s*x, i f*ck kira off syrup and adderall
if i was broke too, i’d be mad too, i was just up in the ritz with a classy ho
h*ll no, no, no, why you lyin’? baby girl, let me check your call log
you told him you went to work, but you told me you had called off
and if you do me so lost and i think that it’s all my fault, rez gon’ call off
[chorus: lil rez]
bae, do you love me? gon’ keep my company when sh*t get worse
don’t act like i don’t buy you purses, what you say you like, i purchase
my doctor vibe had cut me off, i played, i don’t too much f*ck with nurses
i told her pull up, walked outside with k with me, she never nervous
i’m just tryna show you love, baby girl, like what it was?
you can tell me how to feel, though, bae, i don’t gotta rush
she get drunk off casamigos with that henny, she get a buzz
today, i seen her instagram, she deepthroat me, tomorrow, she call me cousin (ycoe)

[verse 2: lil rae]
ho, get outta here, we ain’t friendly
b*tch, get off me, f*ck my buddy
check my resume, you think i’m bluffin’, lil rae go for nothin’
threw my glock, this b*tch got rusty
i’ll backdoor you quick, don’t trust me
walk inside the party, n*ggas got they gun on them, they tuckin’
with somethin’ hot, fifty close to the rim, ho better not step on my shoes (c8)
c8, this a ‘vette, hop in that b*tch, then act a fool
don’t know you from a can of paint, can’t dap me up, boy, we ain’t cool
be on my tacky sh*t, i might go amiri with the rhude

[verse 3: raqbaby]
amiri with the rhude
seen a bad b*tch, but she got a twin, i told her give me two
how many percs we ’bout to take ‘fore we f*ck? i told her give me two
i cannot f*ck with a friendly b*tch, i’m not a friendly dude
your b*tch here with me too (yeah, yeah)
smokin’ on ‘za, this sh*t hittin’ different like we sprayed chemicals
she like, “raq, i love you, n*gga, love when you hit it, ooh”
huh, finna go spin, i swear it ain’t sh*t, the slug or the mini tool
b*tch, shake that ass and i’ma send a dub to the ceiling, ooh
come f*ck with the ballers, we big shot callers
every n*gga that f*ck around with us, we offed ’em
i ain’t even have to trick off with your b*tch, but we bought her
can’t get in, b*tch, we ballin’, i don’t know why she keep callin’
b*tch gotta suck this d*ck, she keep on sayin’ she need some money
tryna crack some more sh*t when i wake up, so the b*tch leavin’ in the morning
bust on her face, no need for no makeup, let me put easy squeeze on it
if you ain’t tryna f*ck on me and then the bro, then be gone then
baby girl tryna pay us for a drill, we on it
i’m slidin’ with a glock, no sights on, i can’t even see on it
i only f*cked the b*tch for one night, she rode my d*ck and peed on it
i don’t wanna f*ck no more, i caught my nut, can’t get the skeeze off me

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