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newspaper - mackned lyrics

[intro]
yeah
i wanna kiss you

[verse 1]
made and album in the kitchen
and they cherished it
she went salty on a n*gga
i embarrassed her

[hook]
[?]
newspaper say i got a lot of problems
new b*tch says she’s loyal and she’s honest
i could really give a f*ck ‘bout all the drama
i was always the n*gga to pour the codeine in the fanta
living life how i wanna
i’m the n*gga she wanted

[verse 2]
and all you n*ggas weird
i can smell it
and all you n*ggas family
let them tell it
and all that sh*t you told the b*tch
when i ain’t around i heard it
these n*ggas [?]
so i go out and earn it
i f*cked around
and turned up on them when they wasn’t looking
i sold this sh*t all by lonely
all for half a perky
that’s my n*gga
that’s my n*gga
yeah i swear i’m vouching
ima blow up
ima blow up
whatever the option is
i swear to god
that he’ll be blinded by a thirsty n*gga
[?]
peach mango slush bubble tea
with rainbow jelly
i got every race of women
blowing up my celly
i had every type of fake friend you could imagine
spent the stacks
so i could sleep on tempurpedic mattress
balenciaga [?]
i went and got designer for my girl
i seen her make a ticket in them heels
[?]
i don’t know how you got caught
my generation in a jail
free my n*gga
free my n*gga
yeah i swear i’m vouching
ima make it
ima make my n*ggas sitting proud
i swear to god
i get it cracking like a sunflower
how the f*ck you get a mansion
out of thraxxhouse
how the h*ll he get a foreign
with no help around
lived by the beach
n*gga, but you grew up blessed
i’m moving closer to the water off of straight finesse
i just got back from texas
last time i bought the xanny
i ain’t feel it cause i’m really stressin’
i guess i got the city
waiting of my shoulders
my ‘lil n*gga get ‘yo ice
[?]
p*ssy n*gga do whatever for exposure
i got a whole pack of n*ggas
selling yola
got a quarter ounce of n*ggas
looking for that l!ck
break it down
break it down
get that swisher split
[?]
and go and cop a fit
you really need to think
about what ‘yo options is
[hook]
[?]
newspaper say i got a lot of problems
new b*tch says she’s loyal and she’s honest
i could really give a f*ck ‘bout all the drama
i was always the n*gga to pour the codeine in the fanta
living life how i wanna
i’m the n*gga she wanted

- mackned lyrics

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