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fun to do - ralfy the plug lyrics

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[intro]
you know the truth
hm

[chorus]
i’ma get some money, no cap, this ain’t nothin’ new
i break hearts, i break pockets, i break backs, don’t get comfortable
he beat the b*tch ’cause i ate all his snacks and his lunchables
rich off holy water, i’m just rappin’ ’cause it’s fun to do
i bought everything but a house, after that, i ain’t got nothin’ to prove
that’s cap, i gotta get immediate fam’ one too
next year, i might buy my moms a lamb’ truck too
i’m thinkin’ ’bout gettin’ a fry lamb’ truck too

[verse 1]
stincs run la and we stand on it too
i don’t think you wanna see your mans on the news
i’m with my dogs and even my white mans that give ’em the blues
he said i’m broke, i lift my wrist up to give him some clues
a rich, independent artist, i’m livin’ proof
n*gga thought he was fly but he belong in a pigeon coop
n*gga say he rich but don’t know nothin’ ’bout switchin’ coupes
b*tch said, “i wanna pay you a loan just off the sh*t you do”
b*tch, you broke, better watch yourself like mystical
every couple months, the plug comin’ with a different flow
the plug be lookin’ dope, that n*gga off some different dope
i’m smokin’ shaq ‘woods, he gotta pick the roaches
the plug
[chorus]
i’ma get some money, no cap, this ain’t nothin’ new
i break hearts, i break pockets, i break backs, don’t get comfortable
he beat the b*tch ’cause i ate all his snacks and his lunchables
rich off holy water, i’m just rappin’ ’cause it’s fun to do
i bought everything but a house, after that, i ain’t got nothin’ to prove
that’s cap, i gotta get immediate fam’ one too
next year, i might buy my moms a lamb’ truck too
i’m thinkin’ ’bout gettin’ a fry lamb’ truck too

[verse 2]
beat the beat up like i can’t stand the booth
the truth hurts and a lot of n*ggas can’t stand the truth
i make flu flam burglar bars scammer music
i swear la be actin’ like the land of tourists
d*ck ridin’, out of towner, they act like they can’t stand our music
kick the b*tch out at 3 a.m., i swear i’m ruthless
talkin’ ’bout she don’t suck d*ck, b*tch, i’m not in the mood for this
n*gga say his sh*t sound the same but dude don’t miss
his bucket on empty, but my foreign got big fluids
i can make the club go blind from my wrist moves
he said my music trash, but his b*tch strippin’ to it
he in his nissan, get his top turned to ramen noodles
the plug

[chorus]
i’ma get some money, no cap, this ain’t nothin’ new
i break hearts, i break pockets, i break backs, don’t get comfortable
he beat the b*tch ’cause i ate all his snacks and his lunchables
rich off holy water, i’m just rappin’ ’cause it’s fun to do
i bought everything but a house, after that, i ain’t got nothin’ to prove
that’s cap, i gotta get immediate fam’ one too
next year, i might buy my moms a lamb’ truck too
i’m thinkin’ ’bout gettin’ a fry lamb’ truck too

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