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cyclone - pradabagshawty lyrics

{intro}
huh, d*mn
huh, d*mn
huh, yea, brrr, brrr, d*mn!
brrr, shh, d*mn
what the f*ck?
hrrrtt, hrrrtt, brrtt, brrtt, brrttt, huh

{chorus}
trap*spot jumpin’, i increase the wait time (d*mn)
b*tch i came up, hittin’ l!cks on my spare time (d*mn)
these n*ggas broke as f*ck, can’t even spare time (time)
i was f*cked up, in the trap, eating pork rinds (d*mn)
now i pop out, 20 ball in the sprayground (pop out!)
racks got ya’ b*tch showin’ titties on facetime (pop out!)
racks got ya’ b*tch ridin’ d*ck ’till she pass out (d*mn)
soon as he say the wrong thing, pull that mac out (brrttt)
ar with the monkey nuts, make ‘ya bag back (d*mn)
backdoor the plug, tryna’ go where the stash at (d*mn!)
how the hoe thick with no ass, where yo’ ass at? (d*mn)
i hit the stu’ with the drugs in the knapsack (d*mn!)
shawty ass look like a l!ck, so wе testin’ him (d*mn)
fourth quarter, crunch time, full court prеssin’ ’em
5 deep, h*llcat, look like some mexicans (5 deep)
2000 babies, run sh*t like the president (on god!)
{verse}
b*tch i’m the sh*t, but don’t make me remind you (sh*t)
i’m not ya’ potna’, i’m probably gone slime you (probably gone slime you)
don’t got a ‘fye, so i might as well try you (might as well try you)
fully stick on me, lil’ bit’ what you tryna’ do?
born a real n*gga, shoutout to my ma’ dukes (grrttt)
know that i go 730 for you (730)
wake up, pop me a perc and get loose (perc)
i fell in love with them junkies i’m serving (d*mn)
two b*tches on me, tryna’ f*ck for a birkin (two?)
i’m tryna’ see who squirting the furthest (who gone* who gone squirt the furthest?)
freaky lil’ bit’, tryna’ f*ck on the phone
i’m not the only me, b*tch ima’ clone (b*tch ima’ clone!)
back to back, but that sh*t just like a cyclone (d*mn)
i’ll hit yo’ hoe if you leave us alone (no cap!)
backshots, ah, ah, ah
stick go, ah, frrttt, d*mn!

{chorus}
trap*spot jumpin’, i increase the wait time
b*tch i came up, hittin’ l!cks on my spare time (cap)
these n*ggas broke as f*ck, can’t even spare time (d*mn)
i was f*cked up, in the trap, eating pork rinds (d*mn)
now i pop out, 20 ball in the sprayground (d*mn)
racks got ya’ b*tch showin’ titties on facetime (racks got ya’ b*tch*)
racks got ya’ b*tch ridin’ d*ck ’till she pass out (huh, racks got ya’ b*tch*)
soon as he say the wrong thing, pull that mac out (no cap!)
ar with the monkey nuts, make ‘ya bag back (brrttt)
backdoor the plug, tryna’ go where the stash at (gone backdoor the plug!)
how the hoe thick with no ass, where yo’ ass at? (bit’ wit no ass)
i hit the stu’ with the drugs in the knapsack (d*mn)
shawty ass look like a l!ck, so we testin’ him (d*mn)
fourth quarter, crunch time, full court pressin’ ’em (fourth quarter, crunch time)
5 deep, h*llcat, look like some mexicans (5 deep)
2000 babies, run sh*t like the president (2000 baby)
{outro}
say what?
huh?
say what? oh* oh* sh*t* d*mn!
d*mn! d*mn!
godd*mn!

- pradabagshawty lyrics

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