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go get it - mel v lyrics

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big chapo
gang, uh
wake up in the morning, hit some weed, then go get it, uh
i got plenty money, h*lla cheese, h*lla fetti, yuh (brrt)
chapo
gang on em
what i say lil gang gang
wake up in the morning, hit some weed, then go get it, uh
i got plenty money, h*lla cheese, h*lla fetti, yuh (aye)
riding in a rover (b*tch), all white (b*tch), just like [?], aye (b*tch b*tch)
[?] full of za (aye), stank as f*ck (aye), yeah it’s smelly (aye aye)
popping like a soda (uh), b*tch come suck on my panocha ([?])
hoe i’m colder than the polar (brr), hot as f*ck ain’t talking soda
yeah i’m tryna get a house up (yuh) in thе hills in south dakota (yuh, yuh, yuh)
b*tch i think i need a cast the way i popped my f*cking shoulder, gang (brrr, bow bow)
yеah i’ll smack a b*tch down, ray mysterio (ray mystique)
hoe i eat up on a beat (yuh) just some f*cking cheerios (nom nom)
i ain’t tripping bout one n*gga (yeah yeah), cuz i got plenty hoes (b*tch)
i ain’t tripping bout that sh*t, he like the way [?] (haha, broke ass n*gga)
broke ass n*ggas (hahaha) like to talk about they neck (gang)
i don’t conversate with the poor, cuz they say i like to flex
i should inspire you hoes (yuh) just to wanna (yuh) be up next (yuh yuh)
now you [?] my sponsor (b*tch) cuz i’m running up these checks (b*tch, b*tch), rah rah
on the beat i sound like uzi (brr) i go yah yah
she steady rapping, need to stop, that sh*t is caca (haha)
i’m high as f*ck, i’m in that booth, i’m off that zaza (haha)
i woke up in the morning, 3.5, blahzah
i’m smoking trees (yuh) like a motherf*cking rasta (yuh, yuh, yuh)
boy you not a g (b*tch, b*tch) your ugly ass is an imposter (ugly ass)
saying that you street (yuh, yuh, yeah yeah yuh), been playing sports like your whole life bruh
put these cap ass hoes up in the [?] b*tch go tighten up
yah yah, chapo, gang (bow, bow bow bow bow)
crank on a b*tch and i put in reverse (b*tch b*tch b*tch b*tch b*tch)
he f*ck with me, imma send you a curse
real island b*tch, imma pray for the worst (gang, gang)
just like i’m uzi, this glock in my purse
he tryna link but i’m really a flirt
popping these b*tches like percs
shaking my ass in my mu’f*cking skirt (uh, uh, uh)
give me some brain like a mu’f*cking nerd
b*tch i’m the sh*t like a t*rd
piped up just like a [?], he ain’t have the words, he turnt
p*ssy is squeezy, your sh*t is dirt
my titties poking outta my shirt
stay with a franklin, but i ain’t kirk (gang)
the hoes that don’t like me, they [?] and burnt, b*tch (b*tch)
gang

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