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r.f.t.p - mista hundos lyrics

(chorus)
“huhhh!”
“man of the year i feel like school boy (schoolboy)
f.o sace like uncle elroy (uncle elroy)
dumpin sh*t like chips of hoy in a duffel bag (gang), p*ssy n*ggas i avoid i just do my d*mn thang (lets go)
little b*tch get annoyed you don’t need no d*mn ring, slide out the drore got a cool 50
enimies i got more than n*ggas f*ckin wit me
i’m the plug for the cord and we just did a sweep

(verse 1)
woah!, woah!, woah!
stick and move like im ali, if she learn to keep her mouth shut i f*ck her prolly, i stick to my hobbies
i walk in the lobby as loud as woah kemosabe
that b*tch like to party something like ladi dadi, food for thought is process for this sh*t i hoped you copped it
rеminiscing we was feening for a l!ck and we got it, guess i shoulda seen this coming all i do is causе problems
but a good problem solver tell my brother need me call me cuz’ i walked in the mall to drippy then i walked out saucy
n*gga all this ralph lauren got me feeling like im carlton, wake and back in the morning how i get my day started
all the fake n*ggas they ain’t around no more cuz we departed. had to let ’em loose so i can finish what i started
i take all the risk because i make myself a target. all i know is gas b*tch no brakes cuz it ain’t’ no parking it
someone told me go to college for knowledge like ms.parker did but mathematics’ the only thing in this partnership
woah!, woah!
big sh*t, big sh*t, big sh*t (hey!), hit a play quick, came a long way from the same sh*t. you still on that same sh*t, you just learned to lane switch, i dont f*ck wit basics
real n*gga hero but i dont do no cape and sh*t and i been done with takin’ sh*t and now im really makin’ sh*t yeah!, okay!
these travis scott shoe laces i been got numb to hatin’ , all i see is happy faces
(huuhhh!)
(chorus)
“now im the..”
“man of the year i feel like school boy (schoolboy)
f.o sace like uncle elroy (uncle elroy)
dumpin sh*t like chips of hoy in a duffel bag (gang), p*ssy n*ggas i avoid i just do my d*mn thang (lets go)
little b*tch get annoyed you don’t need no d*mn ring, slide out the drore got a cool 50. enimies i got more than n*ggas f*ckin wit me
im the plug for the cord and we just did a sweep

- mista hundos lyrics

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