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so many lies - rj lamont lyrics

[intro: sada baby]
(ooh, rj)
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
(rj always trippin’, man), ayy, ayy
(rj always trippin’, man), ayy
ah, skuba baby, uh
in my sk!lla voice
ayy, ayy, ayy
uh, ah, skuba baby, ayy
in my sk!lla voice, ayy

[chorus: sada baby]
huh, so many lies i let you told me, huh
so many times you met the old me, huh
i go through life off medicine slowly
it ain’t no two guys that’s better than brodie

[verse 1: sada baby & sk!lla baby]
it ain’t no two guys that’s better than us
huh, all i know is gang, so gang, i trust
like me and tooda, me and weeze, me and cochise
stuff another n*gga b*tch until she od
me and juan, me and keef, we be low*key
chopper squeeze a n*gga plug ’til it’s no lean
he half*tough, he just wanna argue on ig
he got my number and know everywhere that i bе
ain’t no half*bustin’, we ain’t leavin’ ’em for no iv
thеm .223s come out, we make sure he d*i*e
scope on that b*tch with the light look like a high beam
sk!lla baby got a hundred on him, he only nineteen
used to have the chipped tooth, now i got the big ooh
just to knock your sh*t loose, show you what this clip do
does when it’s in the rifle
it’s ’bout to shoot up everybody by you (sk!lla baby)
[verse 2: sk!lla baby]
so many lies i let her tell me
say i smell good, she wanna smell me
i know a couple haters wanna k!ll me
pull out the tool and get to drillin’
this b*tch a fully, ain’t no semi
you ain’t no k!ller, n*gga, k!ll it
you in your feelings, i don’t feel it
these n*ggas my son, ain’t got no children (sk!lla baby)
got in the club, i ain’t have to show my id
my finger and my trigger stick together like they siamese
cali cookie got me lookin’ like i’m chinese
skuba iced the watch ’cause it’s hot, perfect timing
n*ggas sick i’m only nineteen
keep some grown b*tches on my d*ck, i’m only nineteen
get to shootin’ out the clip like i’m spike lee
so if you see my baby with his jewels, do the right thing

[chorus: sada baby]
huh, so many lies i let you told me, huh
so many times you met the old me, huh
i go through life off medicine slowly
it ain’t no two guys that’s better than brodie

[verse 3: sada baby]
i might shoot it out the clip, steven spielberg
if your b*tch actin’ like a b*tch, then i’ma k!ll her
gucci flip*flop, trippy things with the real fur
brodie got caught red*handed and he still serve
brodie got that ragged in his hand and he still serve
baby l!ck the letters off that pill, but it still work
i can’t see the rp no more, but it’s a real perc’
i can’t buy no p*ssy ‘less she show me how it feel first
i broke the bank, moved to the ‘burbs
get me some drank, get me some herb
me and sk!lla baby phineas and ferb
ain’t no n*gga witness the murder
solo dolo when i did all my dirt
main reason dog face on a shirt (sk!lla baby)
hit your b*tch from the front, back, side
front again, makin’ her squirt
[verse 4: sk!lla baby]
i can’t let a janky b*tch call me by my real name
my 50 zone n*ggas don’t hoop, they play the pill game
take a long walk with that chopper, this my geo*thing
hit a n*gga baby mama, make her say, “sk!lla baby”
them .223 bullets come in pairs on your ass
tell my stock friends drop a couple shares on your ass
let the opps show up in my motherf*ckin’ habitat
f*ck around and have a big squad of bears on your ass, my baby
kick it with my plug like the shoe man
leave froot loop holes with these toucans
unky got some ojs, he the juice man
they don’t show you how to get some money, get some new friends

[chorus: sada baby]
huh, so many lies i let you told me, huh
so many times you met the old me, huh
i go through life off medicine slowly
it ain’t no two guys that’s better than brodie

- rj lamont lyrics

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