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up 2 sum thing! - nac el suave lyrics

[verse 1: pedro manuel]
line em up
cut that f*cking n*gga
he gon stand still, barber shop
i’m the head of discussions with them ogs
ask her bout me she gon lie to your face saying she don’t know me
she a trickster always on the low i call her lowkey
i don’t f*ck with n*ggas who don’t love they mom (mom!)
that’s why i’m in they life and i’m causing problems (problems!)
f*cking with your mama and smash your daughter (daughter)
f*ck it i just lied to her saying i love her (i don’t)
never had a problem cause money coming in solve it
i won’t really talk it i really f*cking evolve it
you peek at me i peek at you i’m really bout the static
i never been afraid of smoke i like to play imagine
you don’t really know how i f*cking to do it
pop on the beat and i go stupid
talking stupid like 3 stooges
16 i got mad booty
16 in the glock booming
drifting in the black muela
on that sh*t i be f*cking (mew mew)
you a p*ssy you going (mew mew)
emo b*tches attachment issues
i love my b*tches like i like my turkey always stuffing
you know pedro manuel he always with them emo b*tches up to something
[chorus: pedro manuel]
up to something
up to something
up to something nah
up to something
up to something
up to something nah
you know he up to something
you know he up to something
you know he up to up to up to up to something
up to up to up to up to something

[verse 2: nac el suave]
just bagged a bad b*tch off the street but she make me mad
finna give the hoe the latino d*ck she never had
at the bar with my slats see another bad b*tch
f*ck her from the front then i pass her for a bad b*tch
she’s a somali who’s addicted to molly
when she’s high she can’t get off my body
look to the left, look to the right, look up front that’s your b*tch and she be cheesing at me
i said what’s your number baby we can smoke that tree
and if you want you can take off my white tee b
so i took her to the telly
f*ck her so deep she started feeling jelly
the next morning i left already
if you want the static you might as well lie in casket
cuz nac’s dramatic when it comes to the small automatic
i love to take sips of the cherry cola faygo
got a black plug his nickname is draco
i move like a boss just like your school dean
i look st*rdy with these balmain jeans
i see your b*tch outside my crib with her a hair in a bun
she must be done with you
how am i bum to you when your girl is outside the crib
[chorus: nac el suave]
i think she must be up to sum yuh (she must)
i think she must be up to sum yuh
i think she’s up to up to up to up to something (up to what?)
up to up to up to up to something

- nac el suave lyrics

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