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therapy - ​ssgkobe lyrics

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[intro]
hi*yah
hi*yah
hi*yah
yeah!
why this b*tch getting flirty? yeah
yo b*tch call me dirty, hi*yah

[chorus]
twenty thousand for a coat, you know i’m rocking the rafs, yeah
you n*ggas taking my sauce, you n*ggas taking my craft
shawty want a marriage, i just want a therapist
coupe blacked out, swear to god you can’t even see my b*tch

[verse 1]
diamonds on my neck, that chandelier, i swear they hitting like sh*t
ho came to my crib last night, you lying if you sayin’ you hittin’ the b*tch (huh, ayy, uh)
top of the game, i’m ahead of my peers (yeah)
pretty pearly whites, i do not need no veneers
in my ears, you know i’m getting it all, you know i’m spending the racks
yeah, he said he wanna pull up, the p*ssy ain’t never come back
y’all n*ggas wеaring that urus sh*t, i swear to god i’m finna get me a track’
that n*gga said hе want some smoke, that’s period, we put his ass in a pack
woah*woah, pull up in that stolo
we gon’ get you gone*gone, we gon’ send you home
throwing the pack, go long, please don’t call my phone
you had did me wrong, ain’t nothing but a ho
[chorus]
twenty thousand for a coat, you know i’m rocking the rafs, yeah
you n*ggas taking my sauce, you n*ggas taking my craft
shawty want a marriage, i just want a therapist
coupe blacked out, swear to god you can’t even see my b*tch

[verse 2]
evil science, i be pouring fours like i’m doofenshmirtz
i know that your whole block full of hoes, y’all ain’t shooting first
ma*mama finna get out, know she proud her son broke the curse
f*cked this dumb lil’ b*tch that p*ssed me off, d*mn near broke her purse
havin’ shootouts in the mall, d*mn near hit the clerk
taking perkies, b*tch, i need them answers, will this sh*t come work?
choppa front n*ggas, swear to god you think he surfing turf
i got the sauce, dirt
i’m a big cod, perc’
you a facade, twerk

[chorus]
twenty thousand for a coat, you know i’m rocking the rafs, yeah
you n*ggas taking my sauce, you n*ggas taking my craft
shawty want a marriage, i just want a therapist
coupe blacked out, swear to god you can’t even see my b*tch

[outro]
coupe blacked out, swear to god you can’t even see my b*tch

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