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taking pictures - prota lyrics

i knew you from a while back, you saw
me as just another n*gga, i wrote
you but you ain’t type back, you wanna
chase, yeah i kind of figured, heard he talking
sh*t you better watch that, you got a
trash taste in these n*ggas, you should come with
me i’ll let the top back, girl i know how
much you love taking pictures

girl just like my liquor i don’t never chase, rather hit yo
friend and then go do the race, said she want that
p i gave her special k, say she need that
d it help her elevate, you don’t want
smoke you better stick to vapes, i heard you good for saving
hoes i couldn’t stick with capes, that talking sh*t just wind me
up i’m stepping to the plate, ay how it feel to have
stripes i’m tony tiger great, you say you real but really
n*ggas china town fake, i begged to god to help me
spit so i could seal my fate, you pillow talking with these
hoes ay that’s a b*tch trait, don’t make me have to come
around and set this sh*t straight, no jazzy pha that ass on
earth quake, she drop it low it hit the ground it make the
earth shake, bad b*tch contest you in
first place, moving slow i’m off the dope not sipping
syrup babe, i know my worth babe
i knew you from a while back, you saw
me as just another n*gga, i wrote
you but you ain’t type back, you wanna
chase, yeah i kind of figured, heard he talking
sh*t you better watch that, you got a
trash taste in these n*ggas, you should come with
me i’ll let the top back, girl i know how
much you love taking pictures

riding around and i’m getting it, another 2 chainz lyric
n*ggas rap i don’t feel it, think i’m numb to all bullsh*t
my bullsh*t better than yo best sh*t, too cold from ears to my neck wrist
she throwing the throat she got a death wish, all that and still ain’t make the guest list

wear whatever i’m not impressed b*tch
yo looks fade then what i’m left with? don’t say you love me more than self b*tch
that’s selfish, n*ggas more fake than elvis, n*ggas go
broke tryna flex on the gram, n*gga barely it back had to tell us, meanwhile i was
with the bank teller, pockets go deep like a cellar, what you wanna
do? it’s whatever, every bar spit so clever, getting paid
well from endeavors, me and my bros work together, ion take
sh*t imma rebel, n*gga made the verse like whatever, whatever i
say sh*t goes, don’t get sent with the crows, me and my
bros get dough, n*gga we the new death row, n*ggas can’t
walk in my soles, never been a fluke too cold, flu game michael
jordan still roll, put the team on the back and i close

- prota lyrics

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