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20s - lud foe lyrics

intro:
no hooks part two, you know how we rocking, n*gga
get your guns up get your funds up, you on that opp sh*t get mopp sticked b*tch

verse:
i got 20s on my whip, i got 20 in this pole
might go 20 on a b*tch, but ain’t no 20s in my roll
i get 20 for a show, b*tch i’m 20 years old
your boyfriend broke, pockets filled with 20 (?)
she a stalking b*tch, now i got like 20 missed calls
i had 20 hoes, but there was 20 d*mn phones
hit the club with some shooters, that’s 20 john doughs
im sh*tting on n*ggas i need 25 doing (?)
we hitting these b*tches, we already ran through em all
i freed a b*tch, i rather spend my time at the mall
you would think i’m mc hammer i got 20 trap phones
kicking hoes out the condo on the 25 floor
i know a white b*tch, she’ll sniff 25 blows
wе on the tour bus strapped with like 25 polеs
i got myself acting shaky cause i got 25 shows
and right after i do that i’m buying 25 clothes
all these wanna be lud foes, i got 25 clones
let this choppa hit your body breaking 25 bones
now they call me at the funeral singing 25 songs
we catch 20 n*ggas, wet that n*gga 22 (?)
23s on a luxury call em jump man
grinding hard like i’m tony hawk, i’m the stunt man
lil stewie got the got the pounds, i ain’t even slump. man
23 in my 40 call like a hunts man
hook:
24s, 26 and 28s
we f*ck these hoes, nah we don’t go on dates
only forgie o’s like i’m riding on skates
when we cut you off, we make these f*ck n*ggas hate
(2x)

verse 2:
we running red lights, choppas with the red light
we creeping up on a n*gga block with no headlight
we’re he at? there he go
we get on his ass
he tried to run, he was slow
we gone kick your door, if you hold them blow on the low
we got free smoke if a n*gga think this sh*t a joke
im at the free throw, that’s an automatic (score, scope?)
the way she give throat, she got me on my tippy toes
the way i repo, you would think i’m debo
with your handful, n*gga you is a f*cking nemo
in my trap house, i got junkies smoking primos
there’s not a bankrol, why you got all them singles

bobby shmurda, i’m a hot n*gga, a hot n*gga
this ain’t no act, i really shot n*ggas, we drop n*ggas
this f&n filled with cop k!llas, cop k!llas
when i was young i was a pop whippa, rock dealer
hook:
24s, 26 and 28s
we f*ck these hoes, nah we don’t go on dates
only forgie o’s like i’m riding on skates
when we cut you off, we make these f*ck n*ggas hate
(2x)

- lud foe lyrics

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