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cruising - mornery lyrics

[mornery]
hitting on the beat
hitting in the sheets
heating up the kitchen cooking meat
callin’ up chef mornery
not medium rare don’t give it to me
in the mindset in the zone don’t you see
come to my house grab my bat smash your knees
bragging won’t work
don’t try to flex
prolly got more hype, but i still am the best
finna pull up in the burberry vest
hiding both straps on each side of my chest
got a nice belt on my pants
clapping my hands to the default dance
wardo better take up my hands
cashing up checks big bands

[harry weir]
hips, ya
eye, yay
you, yuh
hey, ay
[?]

[wardo g]
hoe just stop, you making me bop
these motherf-ckers you talking about
just make me nauseous
hoe just stop
i’m better than y’all
i’ll screw you in the bed, and in the head, in the car, or in the ally
i sh-g you anywhere
f-ck you in the -ss
and they will break the gl-ss
just so you know
i’m not kidding
i’ll give you the dough
hoe just stop
i come from yonder
they make [?]
i make more in one day
than i make in your whole life
i’m better than y’all
i’ll call the boys
we’ll destroy your toys
we don’t play with the noise
we’re just here to make a point

[harry weir]
hips, ya
eye, yay
you, yuh
hey, ay
[?]

[yung hit]
cruising in the fusion, money no allusion
spark with a xanax, and, fusion
oxy for the distribution
rolling down the street
shooters in back seat
you just can’t compete
your b-tch call me daddy
dressed in all black
crew in the back
all c-cking the mac
turn your hood to iraq

- mornery lyrics

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