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amanda bynes - perrion lyrics

knowing looking never ever fake
never spinning ’bout me on the tape
f-ck knowing you will have a little way
i’ma .. n-gg- but i’ve been the whole way
from the hill still got goons on f
and .. inside, know my n-gg-s don’t play
gotta a couple b-tches when i got the same chase
young n-gg- on the ground
plus a n-gg- been to skate, hold up
get the f-ck back and little pose -ss n-gg-
say you got real but i mose your -ss n-gg-,
now the deep a gotta told the tack n-gg-
your b-tch aint’ my friend and i’m folding that n-gg-
i’ma been near like i got photo p-ss n-gg-
she say she don’t even wanna go with that n-gg-
might end up gold until the toe with that n-gg-
she might just end up callin poe poe in that n-gg-

911 and the sirene’s come
i know some that will die for the comfort
that b-tch and n-gg- singin’ might wanna come
guess i’m on the ceiling like i’m reaching lyin on sun
high as f-ck, if you motherf-ckers ain’t buying some
you ain’t applying none, and spending ..
till i’m throwin up the money in my stomach,
from the ball we can get it and no pie in the sun,

hook:
n-gg- fall back, n-gg- fall back, (f-ck that, f-cki that)
b-tch i’m on that, b-tch i’m on that, (that’s your b-tch)
get off that, get up off that
b-tch i’m all at, b-tch i’m all at.

walking we playin’, never ask em what we that
drug as f-ck sipping oe,
og wanna og
bout to get the spit tracking but some chap lips she blow me
if she never blowin’ eye dough,
grind hard so you know a n-gg- eyes low,
grind hard if you know a n-gg- eyes low,
backing f-cking conversation, plus a rotation
this n-gg-s play acking, kiss me in the a
what you b-tch wanna cake in ?
it’s all sick and drive me patient,
oh, feel em up in the hop of my bones,
liking my draws, blow your b-tch raise on the wall
shoot the big .. the soul
trapping all day, don’t give a f-ck about law
wild n-gg-, rap it up no child n-gg-,
got me feeling like heart in,
started from the b-tch now is started
grill until i get the extra-martin
your main b-tch p–sy my party
oh sh-t, let’s get this b-tch started
killing this sh-t is the party,
f-ck around from the b-tch on the car

2 x hook:
n-gg- fall back, n-gg- fall back, (f-ck that, f-cki that)
b-tch i’m on that, b-tch i’m on that, (that’s your b-tch)
get off that, get up off that
b-tch i’m all at, b-tch i’m all at.

- perrion lyrics

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