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steve nash - ralfy the plug lyrics

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[intro]
(xclusive made this)
(smoov, what’s good, baby?)

[chorus]
i’m a team player, throwin’ dimes to my n*ggas like steve nash
he lyin’ if he said i was goin’ broke, i keep cash
your b*tch my favorite d*ck sucker, i bought her knee pads
n*ggas broke, still hatin’ on my comments ’cause he mad
i’m a team player, throwin’ dimes to my n*ggas like steve nash
he lyin’ if he said i was goin’ broke, i keep cash
your b*tch my favorite d*ck sucker, i bought her knee pads
n*ggas broke, still hatin’ on my comments ’cause he mad

[verse 1]
i ain’t f*cked his b*tch, i took her money, so he mad
livin’ comfortable, countin’ the loaf on the beanbag
i know i’m mr. rudе but haters just want me to keep gassin’
she hit hеr knees for quarterback ralfy, i feel like kaepernick
i hate when b*tches call my phone on that sad*ass sh*t
hit the b*tch then pass her to the homie like tag, you’re it
i’m a coach, sh*t, i’m a player, need a pass assist?
i use her and abuse her, ain’t got no money, i’ma pass the b*tch
b*tch must’ve forgot she was with a coach, not no rapper n*gga
she confused ’cause she thought i was gettin’ money, she wasn’t gon’ have to tip me
this designer too tight, i don’t think the saks can fit in
eighty in one hour, n*gga, i’m a math magician
[chorus]
i’m a team player, throwin’ dimes to my n*ggas like steve nash
he lyin’ if he said i was goin’ broke, i keep cash
your b*tch my favorite d*ck sucker, i bought her knee pads
n*ggas broke, still hatin’ on my comments ’cause he mad
i’m a team player, throwin’ dimes to my n*ggas like steve nash
he lyin’ if he said i was goin’ broke, i keep cash
your b*tch my favorite d*ck sucker, i bought her knee pads
n*ggas broke, still hatin’ on my comments ’cause he mad

[verse 2]
he lyin’ if he said i was goin’ broke, i keep cash
no, you can’t come out with gang and them ’cause you’s a cheap ass
know we ain’t goin’ home until we pass
you gave me that ugly*ass b*tch number, that was a weak pass
good loaf and fin on me, all on elite status
he gave her long john silver all on them cheap mattresses
n*gga, you can stay broke every day, i have to get it
for all them marry poppins out there, i have a stiffler
i can see why n*ggas hatin’ ’cause my bag bigger
kicked out of every school i went to ’cause i’m a class ditcher
n*gga, you don’t wanna let me f*ck your b*tch? then pass her sister
i’m just tryna take her money, then i might stab her liver

[chorus]
i’m a team player, throwin’ dimes to my n*ggas like steve nash
he lyin’ if he said i was goin’ broke, i keep cash
your b*tch my favorite d*ck sucker, i bought her knee pads
n*ggas broke, still hatin’ on my comments ’cause he mad
i’m a team player, throwin’ dimes to my n*ggas like steve nash
he lyin’ if he said i was goin’ broke, i keep cash
your b*tch my favorite d*ck sucker, i bought her knee pads
n*ggas broke, still hatin’ on my comments ’cause he mad

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