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cocky - shy glizzy lyrics

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ooo got d-mn got d-mn

[chorus]
glizzy gang we full of k!llers and robbers
my young n-ggas pull up with chop pas and mobb ya
f-ck tha police cuz i know that they watching
i think im the man i don’t know why i’m so c-cky
im so c-cky im so c-cky
im so c-cky im so c-cky
im so c-cky im so c-cky
i think im the man i don’t know why i’m so c-cky

[verse 1]
can someone please tell me how i get so c-cky
is it cuz of my mother is it cuz my papi
i be with some n-ggas that like to do robberies
n-ggas get mad when they ask what i’m chargin
i pull up and murda the scene my side piece
we up in the audi we got on italian
i buy her balmain she call it bal-mah
she don’t f-ck with lames you lil n-ggas childish
i stunt on these n-ggas, i make sure it hurts
gg official, we don’t f-ck with scurds
im leanin im leanin im sippin em up?
im a thug, young n-gga stay fresh like doug

[chorus]

[verse 2]
they hate on our crew, it won’t get you far
just face it my n-gga, this n-gga’s a star
pockets on kareem abdul jabar
you fronton then sorry we pulling your cards
if it ain’t about paper, then sorry don’t care
im justa hood n-gga in hood by air
these vv.’s don’t mistake for claires
they see you no look they see me and stare
the sh-t that i be on these n-ggas don’t be on it
they see me on it then they try to get on it
my money is a piling i think i sit on it
im toting the glizzy this b-tch got the d-ck on it

[chorus]

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