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we got it on - red shaydez lyrics

no i want more
i want plenty
or sorta it’s many
i want all my nickels
and pennies
i let my girl
tickle my fancy
and get to romance me
then turn around fickle her f*nny
and see i ain’t doing them fairly
n0body come near me
they be in cahoots with you really
and seeing you wouldn’t hear me
by choosing to fear me
don’t care about views of the family
i’m doing on my own thang
all of sudden my phone rang
screaming that you are a prollem
say get em i got em
the game is a baby i coddled
so tell them to hurry
i ain’t got no patience
they all waiting for me
a standing ovation
all of my fans in formation
two lines in the middle
like dancin for soul train

n i be shy like i’m noname
why would i lie i got no shame
please do not send me a beat
if it’s nothing but heat and the 808s
don’t bang
look
ain’t dope
baby i don’t wanna lie to y’all
send it back
make another track
then i might involve
greedy so feed me
i don’t want a piece
baby i want the whole thang

but me i might
cruise in the drop trop
woo man the block hot
move in a hot spot
nudes in a lockbox
you better not talk
tool a go pop pop
fit go
with 3 or four shoes
and a crop top

ha
i’ma stop
y’all can wait
if ya really know
pass it on
send it off to cake
she a really go 2x

we got it on !

bad b*tches going obsolete
i can’t even let a p*ssy n*gga talk to me
unless he talking to my p*ssy then i possibly
might turn a p*ssy n*gga to a p*ssy k!lla but the 5th i plead
i remember oh so vividly
how i had em singing sweet serindipenty
ever since he had a quick glimpse of me
but i won’t even let a n*gga get a l!ck of me
like f*ck if you talking bout
only give a f*ck for the large amount
f*cking on his friends now they falling out
stashing the bread and i’m calling out
all of my b*tches get busy
all of my n*ggas they with it
is it worth it lemme work it
finna lose control like i’m missy
n*gga stop playing , neck be on froze
tips on my nails matching toes
p*ssy like midas drippin’ that gold
blossomed from concrete i am a rose
you more like jv , we in the pro’s
come in and k!ll sh*t all that i know
red: yo cake chill
red i can’t i be on 10 , i be on go
heard my ex , gotta vendetta
guessing that he mad imma trendsetter
told em don’t hate on the process
he can not stop it
buckle down and do better
ya yah
we dropping that fire
you shouldn’t try us
webay from the wire
all of my b*tches got hittas for hire

we got it on!

the way my ass bounce i should be doing p*rn
eliminate these hoes around the h*rn
i’mma really f*ck your n*gga when i’m out on tour
he really tried to ram the p*ssy bull china store
n*gga you not about to make my p*ssy sore
i ain’t ever really really care about these wh0res
n*ggas die when they see my ice dinosaur
you could never be my smiley metapor
not on my page not in my library
don’t even let these bum n*ggas say hi to me
said on it on a song then i said it to a n*gga
robbing or f*cking i’m wetting these n*ggas
even in a sweater not sweating these n*ggas
that n*gga a rott, dog walking these n*ggas
yeah, i’m brandie they wanna be down
pay what they weigh so you know that’s some pounds
playing game, that’s on the mound
godiva p*ssy, they mars mounds
rocking n*ggas concrete ground
when he bust black hawk down
switch the flow i’m on now
try to d*ck ride my sound
how you prosper when i’m around
here’s the nose and wig f*cking clown

- red shaydez lyrics

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