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bossmane - sherwood marty lyrics

[intro]
ayy marc, what it do?

[chorus]
n*gga want smoke, we eating his face
b*tch we goin blow, we got too many ks
chasing that dough, like i’m in the race
i’m moving slow, i poured up an eighth
f*ck what he saying
cl!ck clack, blow, blam, you know its off with his brain
ducking the feds, i’m a bossman
just got off the phone with lil flame
i want head
we don’t talk man, she just be giving me brain
now n*ggas scared
we don’t talk man, we goin walk down with them thangs
run up that bread
we don’t clout man, i’m tryna run up that change
put him to bed
ready to stalk man, you better stay in your lane

[verse 1]
you better stay in your lane n*gga
all of my n*ggas goin bang n*gga
none of my n*ggas goin hang with ya
how you got smoke with a lame n*gga?
whipping up pure cocaine n*gga
real street n*ggas don’t change n*gga
none of your n*ggas got aim n*gga
caught him down bad, he ain’t k!ll em
all my n*ggas shooters, we be swishing sh*t like golden state
walk down with this ruger with a glizzy or a .38
if you in the streets when sh*t get real you cannot hesitate
smoking weed to meditate
i’m just trying to elevate
[chorus]
n*gga want smoke, we eating his face
b*tch we goin blow, we got too many ks
chasing that dough, like i’m in the race
i’m moving slow, i poured up an eighth
f*ck what he saying
cl!ck clack, blow, blam, you know its off with his brain
ducking the feds, i’m a bossman
just got off the phone with lil flame
i want head
we don’t talk man, she just be giving me brain
now n*ggas scared
we don’t talk man, we goin walk down with them thangs
run up that bread
we don’t clout man, i’m tryna run up that change
put him to bed
ready to stalk man, you better stay in your lane

[verse 2]
i’m in the car with a foreign broad
she tryna f*ck like a p*rnstar
want me to buy here a foreign car
i don’t know what the f*ck wrong with her
this b*tch crazy but her head amazing
she goin eat it daily
lately i be faded
but the way she taste it, she so educated
it’s like lately n*ggas just been hating
bullets penetrating
to the faces
now go visit satan
that’s for all that hating
relocating if i catch some cases
just goin move to vegas
my lil baby, the way she be stationed
know she got that paper
[chorus]
n*gga want smoke, we eating his face
b*tch we goin blow, we got too many ks
chasing that dough, like i’m in the race
i’m moving slow, i poured up an eighth
f*ck what he saying
cl!ck clack, blow, blam, you know its off with his brain
ducking the feds, i’m a bossman
just got off the phone with lil flame
i want head
we don’t talk man, she just be giving me brain
now n*ggas scared
we don’t talk man, we goin walk down with them thangs
run up that bread
we don’t clout man, i’m tryna run up that change
put him to bed
ready to stalk man, you better stay in your lane

- sherwood marty lyrics

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