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reemunni the hotspot freestyle - reemunni lyrics

woi woi woi woi

you already know what f*cking time it is

ima demon b*tch doing demon sh*t

free the mandem glee

all the verbal gets me mad big man
i’m a girl but u can get tanned
real rap man i’ve been on the road fat shank in my bag no cap so i beg a man please move mad
your man wanna try bruck my back
so i might bruck that if i’m feeling bad
like nah f*ck that man i’m not no slag
got big bruck backs and the bruck backs mad

cleanest heart dirty living
man i’ve made some mad decisions
take that risk for the bands i’ll risk it
anything goes when it comes to the riches
long weave weave that’s 20 odd inches
nails on fleek ima real hood princes
bout timе that i came for you b*tches
queen what wherе my n*gga what is this

i can tell you bout bando diaries
turned to the trap cos jobs won’t hire me
man i beg that b*tch come try me
been on the ends c town come find me
when you talk best talk politely
cos around here we don’t take that lightly
them girls wanna be just like me
stealing my style like are you alright g
word to the gods reemunni can’t lack
bro lean out the ride tryna aim and attack
i ain’t talking bout s*x man he blowing out backs
quick ot trip now i’m blowing out stacks
i need that dough man i need that cash
we get the grub gone and we don’t use no maj
back my ting i ain’t using hands
the opps are dead broke like where’s ur bandz

little sis said bro i need some dough
so i just sent her scotland
i was p*ssed cos she did get nicked
with ps and grub now the ascad got dem
big bro got shots he’ll pop them
mana head top dem #coffin
if he thinks he’s on the well off him
hands in the air that’s bare man dropping

man i swear if i buck this patty
back out my wand and wave like harry
get the food gone like a f*cking fatty
stuck on the block man i’m way too trappy

got things that tap that tappy
and i’m too tapped
let a b*tch try @ me
backed out my blade
on u and ur akki
doing up dash
u was doing up athlete

if i back this soaker
make a girl get wet like s*x
it’s over
i ain’t playing no games
when i talk bout poker
straight onsight like
bat man & joker
if bro bro catch him an opp on the block he’s letting that pop like soda
ima real south london soldier
loner no i had no olders

man i put in that work in
trap phone twerking
don’t uno the hot line jumpy
on the ride that’s dumpy dumpy
my man ran when he saw dis pumpy
he tripped like humpty dumpty
can’t beef us ur a f*cking numpty
gskeng she’s down for the f*kry
can’t come clap town sh*t gets ugly

man i hate them guys talk that talk but they don’t walk a thing
u don’t hit no shots don’t make no bread no banging on opps u don’t do them things
bros got bells he’s letting it ring
i pray the other side don’t sing
pop percs man the gang love ping
yeah we love get lit we on demon things

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