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fucc cuh - shoreline mafia lyrics

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[intro: 03 greedo]
that n*gga, oh
she like “f*ck that n*gga”
(arjay on the beat)

[pre*chorus: 03 greedo]
i got on my enemigo red bottoms
coupe came enemigo blue
anybody kkk
b*tch, my plug my shooter too

[chorus: 03 greedo]
got my lil’ hottie screamin’ out, “f*ck cuh”
got my lil’ hottie screamin’ out, ”f*ck cuh”
pull a trick out from across the tracks
got my hottie screamin’ out, “f*ck love”
f*ck love
screamin’ out, “f*ck love”
f*ck love
got my hottie screamin’ out, “f*ck love”
f*ck cuh
she be feelin’ like “f*ck that n*gga”
f*ck love, f*ck cuh
f*ck love

[verse 1: 03 greedo]
throwin’ up g’s, she throwin’ up b’s
some n*ggas bang c’s, some n*ggas bang p’s
some n*ggas bang fruits, some n*ggas bang trees
i’m hangin’ like grapes just to hit a georgia peach, ayy, ayy
i’m like hoover, six*oh, six*nine
i do my time
when i do my grind
got her feelin’ like “f*ck that n*gga”
little hottie gon’ bust that trigger
i*i, ayy, ayy, yeah
i make her squirt, make her spray, yeah*yeah
i’m in the turf where she lay
i’m out here makin’ these plays

[pre*chorus: 03 greedo]
i got on my enemigo red bottoms
coupe came enemigo blue
anybody kkk
b*tch, my plug my shooter too

[chorus: 03 greedo]
got my lil’ hottie screamin’ out, “f*ck cuh”
got my lil’ hottie screamin’ out, “f*ck cuh”
pull a trick out from across the tracks
got my hottie screamin’ out, “f*ck love”
f*ck love
screamin’ out, “f*ck love”
f*ck love
got my hottie screamin’ out, “f*ck love” (just bringin’ greedo over)
f*ck cuh
she be feelin’ like “f*ck that n*gga”

[verse 2: ohgeesy]
put my lil’ ho in some red bottoms (red bottoms)
free all of my n*ggas ’cause the feds got ’em (feds got ’em)
i don’t know sh*t, n*gga, i don’t know who shot ’em (who?)
i don’t know sh*t, n*gga, i don’t know who shot ’em (i don’t know)
she a blood but she f*ck with them cuzzins (cuh)
i don’t bang, but she wanna come and f*ck n*ggas (f*ck n*ggas)
got a backwood and you know it’s stuffed, n*gga (ayy)
got a backwood blunt and it’s stuffed, n*gga
i want all the dough, all the crust, n*gga (crust, n*gga)
give me all the dope ‘fore i bust n*ggas (bah)
you wasn’t with me when i had to take the bus, n*gga (uh)
so you not comin’ with now that i’m up, n*gga (woo)
free my n*gga greedo out them cuffs, n*gga
free my brodie drakeo, that’s a must, n*gga (my n*gga)
i think i need a band*aid, i’m too cut, n*gga
i think i need a bandana, i’m too cut, n*gga

[outro: 03 greedo]
ah*ah (arjay on the beat), i*i*i
i’m like hoover, six*oh, six*nine
i do my shorty
when i do my grind
got her feelin’ like “f*ck that n*gga”
little hottie gon’ bust that trigger, ayy
yeah

[interlude]
yeah, we started otx
like, otx, it’s pretty much like a family now
long live my n*gga josh, we love you
joshy world forever

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