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22nd ways interlude - p-lo lyrics

[verse 1: p*lo]
b*tch, i’m about to go dumb right now
she just wanna back it up on me, icloud
i keep it lit, yeah, i live the lifestyle
shorty wanna hop up on the wave, she might drown
eh i can’t stop your b*tch right now, she on me
’bout my cheese, just like i’m makaroni
hop up out my face, b*tch don’t know me
when i’m in my bag, i act a donky
yeah they say i’m going nuts, i’m a cashew
if i need it, i can do it ski mask too
that’s your b*tch, throwing ass like a baboon
b*tch, don’t come around here with no bad news
only want top, i don’t want your company
all the lovey dovey talk, baby girl, you gotta leave
oh you got a man? i’m sipping on that tea
bend it over, put your hands up on your knees

[chorus: p*lo]
i can’t feel no ways
they hate, it’s ok
i just beat the odds always
i just beat the odds always
yeah i’m really mobbin
yeah i’m rеally mobbin
really mobbin
yeah i’m really mobbin
yеah i’m really mobbin
really mobbin
yeah i’m really mobbin
yeah i’m really mobbin
really mobbin
yeah i’m really mobbin
yeah i’m really mobbin
really mobbin
[verse 2: allblack]
turf burns on my knees, f*cked her on the pallit
running plays with two freaks, so i popped [?]
i’m mr. get the fit off, i don’t need no stylest
in detroit f*cking on [?] tron [?]
took my belt off, spanked [?] [?] tang
flipped her over like a raiser, f*cked her h*lla ways
got her doing yoga, took a break, she hit the yola
[?] was sold out, made her boss me [?]
said black, i know you ’bout the bag
yeah, that’s facts
she asked me hat’s the choosing fee? i replied a hundred racks
i got babies to feed, [?]
[?]
[?] hit [?]
ate shrooms, ate mollys
sware to god, feel like my soul left my body
called my ex at 4 am, asked her if she still love me
everytime i look [?] i get scummy

[verse 3: p*lo]
i’m too poppin where i’m from, have to buy a new place
i be stacking up the checks, i had to buy a new safe
from the 90’s you can find me, rare like a new steak
i’m the one they wanna hear, when they running [?]
you ain’t reppin what i’m reppin, gotta find a new side
said she loved me, hit it once, hit the sh*t like two times
they gon’ label me a legend, for the day [?]
always knew i’d be the one, got the sh*t in do time
i’m the man, i’m the boy, everybody know it’s obvious
hit me on the facetime, wanna show me got her body did
way too high, [?] never ever got me sh*t
[?] d*mn it got me lit
eh tell me how they broke, but they ain’t got a plan
b*tch all in my dm, acting just like she ain’t got a man
now she caught up in my web, like spiderman
these days, not too many feelings, got a lotta bands
eh seen that bag land, now i got it in
she [?], she a freak [?]
i can’t show up anywhere, if it’s not a bag
she gon’ bust it for [?], i ain’t gotta ask
eh
[verse 4: 22nd jim]
she always talking ’bout my pockets, ’cause they stuffed, i got a lot of it
b*tch, you know i’m balling, baby love to state the obvious
i done slimed a couple n*ggas, never said that i was prowd of it
[?] exotic [?]
[?] n*gga up in public, probably thought i was gon’ box with him
if he play me, p*ssy gotta rush him to the hospital
he a clown, give him a tricycle
running laps, b*tch, i’m on top of you
i’m the n*gga in the city, ain’t a n*gga that’s gon’ stop this sh*t
let me, let me count [?] p
i’m in my bag
hundred after hundred, i ain’t tryna brag
wasn’t [?] so we took the strap
can’t be freezing with the heater, we ain’t having that
b*tch, and you know that
young wild n*gga, b*tch, free kodak
fnn up on my waist, ain’t gota show that
but one thing that’s for cirtain, i’m a blow that
it’s jim, n*gga

- p lo lyrics

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