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hey yea - prod. star music lyrics

[chours]
hey yea, hey yea, hey yea, yea yea, aye yea
(star you made this)

she came around she asked where the racks at, 556 and it got kick back, i take your stuff you can’t get it back, when i got older ima be a rich man, i got a big glock on my hip, i got a 223 at your lip, percocets make a body flip, young cr did it of the rib, if you came with beef your on your own, rocking vlone, but i ani’t come alone, cop you a feat you want me on your song, woke up to news boy you a clone, we smoking x0 right out the zip lock bag, hating on me better get you a bag, money in my pants but i won’t sag
mixing [?] and pop us a tag

[chours]
hey yea, hey yea, hey yea, yea yea, aye yea

[verse]
i wasn’t go do plug but i had to do it, she said she like my music, back then i was going through, back now and im back in to, told her put her back into it, hit the bank and im laughing to it and i got a dream so ima push through, time to put some act into it

[chours]
hey yea, hey yea, hey yea, yea yea, aye yea, hey yea, hey yea, hey yea, yea yea, aye yea

- prod star music lyrics

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