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2020 rap talk - sowdy & yung buddah lyrics

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(intro: sowdy)
sowdy, buddah, bih
ay ay, yeah

(verse 1: sowdy)
i got that pump like asthma
white boy in the cut, we be whipping casper
white boy in your guts, he gon’ f*ck it all up
i just had to stunt, like i cleaned in a tux

(verse 2: yung buddah)
she like the way that i move boy, she like the way that i rock
she like the way i move weight boy, she like the way that i f*ck (huh wow)
she like it real nasty, freak, freak no panties
peak, peak i’m glaring, try sneak diss i’m daring ya

(verse 3: sowdy)
this that freak sh*t, the way i heat sh*t, i melt your soul
yeah my st**z drip, overseas chick, that’s on my phone
never cost me to hit some p*ssy, now that’s a no
yeah it gets costly, do not try mob me, i take your dough

(verse 4: yung buddha)
okay, lets go, f*ck that, i’m sick of all the words and the chat back
if you really want smoke where you at, at, i could pull up in a minute, no backlash
i’m back in the coupe, swerving, got a chick by my side she perfect
i don’t need your co*sign, worthless, got to go on my own, you heard it

(verse 5: sowdy)
okay, okay, rap talk, i get a motherf*cker lined in that chalk
i got like 50 baddies, that’s chad talk, hundred rounds in the drum, nick cannon
i see a lot sliding, speaking serpent, b*tch, see the way that you lurking
b*tch, i do not f*ck with your person, how you gon’ rumble with someone you worship

(verse 6: yung buddha)
i’m going back, i’m going back, to the old days in the trap
when we hit jj for pack, now i got booth in the mag
sowdy name em’ i shoot , ain’t no question, don’t move
ain’t no loses up on this side, you peasant, you fool

(verse 7: sowdy & yung buddha)
we on the block all day, hakeem and sampson
go cry lil baby, go have your tantrum
rap talk go pow pow pow, i’m gon’ hit you, like it’s radom
the way they acting, need oscars, i ain’t with it, i ain’t trust ‘em

(verse 8: sowdy)
oh my, right up your alley, i got the drip, drip, with no patek
i got the hits on hits like mike, i got your chick on d*ck, we hype
you know the vibes, yeah you know my type, yeah if we ain’t tight, than f*ck you for life
i hit with pipe, no labor for i, you look in my eyes and see all the fire

(verse 9: yung buddha)
i ride with my baby, uh, two seats no time for babies, uh
you see we got it lately huh, no d’ussé you gotta pay me voilà
chopper on his head that’s goodbye, i could never trust no b*tch
i could never trust no snitch , i could never run no, run no

(outro: sowdy)
yeah, we don’t answer to the talk
we just walk with gods, when we do this rap talk
rap talk, rap talk, rap talk, rap talk
rap talk, rap talk, rap talk, rap talk

yeah, we don’t answer to the talk
we just walk with gods, when we do this rap talk
rap talk, rap talk, rap talk, rap talk
rap talk, rap talk, rap talk, rap talk

- sowdy yung buddah lyrics

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