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speak 4 em - moneybagg yo lyrics

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[intro]
ooh-ooh, oh
ooh-ooh, oh
ooh-ooh
go

[verse 1]
left a show, then i hopped in the booth (i did)
i was walkin’, i jumped in the coupe (skrrt)
out the bank, money sticky like glue (it is)
with guerillas, i’m still in the zoo (crew)
i can’t get out the streets ’cause i love ’em (love ’em)
why you still in the trap if you buzzin’? (i don’t know)
you on fire, you hot as a oven (fire)
f-ck a b-tch ’cause they come by the dozen (uh)
i can’t f-ck with you, dawg, you might tell on somethin’
ayy, go look up my name, i ain’t tell on nothin’ (no)
i can’t hang no more, i’m busy (busy)
elevated, upgraded my image (image)
i got open, i’m l!ckin’ her t-tties (for real)
give her d-ck, she come back; a frisbee (right now)
i’m the topic, they’re talkin’, i’m trendin’ (trendin’)
no advice, like f-ck your opinion (f-ck)
you can go and ask g, that my witness (big homie)
i was just broke as f-ck in the trenches (i was)
now it’s g-wagen trucks in the trenches (pull up)
pockets stuffed, ’bout to bust out the britches (woah)
credit good, i got stripes like a visa (visa)
bread and sauce like a slice of the pizza (the pizza)
weigh that dope on the scale like a libra (back then)
i was chargin’ the sh-t out them people (them federal days)
i got n-ggas that’s gone, in jail or deceased
they don’t got a voice, so i’ma speak
no matter the pressure, i stand on both feet
i’ll get you touched from afar, i got reach (anywhere)
lookin’ for me in the city, speak up, let us know
i let grape ‘nem work the drac’ (who?), ovo (what?) they gon’ blow
saw on the ‘gram they handled your man (d-mn)
internet tough, he should’ve quit playin’
would’ve paid for the funeral, but he a opp
i’ll cut off my feet before i flip-flop
my pockets in shape, i got ’em tip top (feet)
lean in my soda, but i’ll never go pop
talk so bad about her, i thought they weren’t cool
when i f-cked her friend, she put me on block (she street)

[interlude]
hahaha, all my old hoes say i act new and sh-t
if i was them, i’d be missin’ me too, hey

[verse 2]
i put on dior to go buy some louis
we not the same at all (never)
these n-ggas petty, they p-ssy, they coochie
you not the gang at all (never)
my young n-gga solvin’ them problems regardless
steppin’ on sh-t with no shoe on (shoe on)
must’ve lost my mind when i went to shine
spent 150 for some screw-ons
can’t be on my team still starvin’ (why?)
i provide the plate but can’t eat for ’em
call a press conference, let me talk to ’em (what they say?)
translator, i’ma speak for ’em (speaker)
a-b-c-d-e-f-g, ridin’ with a k (brrt)
choppa gang, .375, young n-gga’s hot as may (big 30)
get plastic surgery if you muggin’, better fix your face (right now)
hittas gonna lay outside your house, post up, tailgate
hey, i just f-ckin’ relapsed, off this drank, i gotta pee now (doin’ it)
got the hookup on these drugs, think i’m master p now
i just came to collect what they owe me, then i’m out this b-tch (gone)
i just spent a m on vvs’, bought some alphabets (uh)

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