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murder team* - stunna 4 vegas lyrics

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[intro: stunna 4 vegas]
[?] on the track
uh

[chorus: stunna 4 vegas]
pull up in that ‘cat, smashin’ (uh*huh)
two hundred on it, i’m doin’ the dash (uh, uh)
can’t believe how far i made
when i was a jit, i was movin’ too fast (i was movin’ too fast)
[?] in my classes (f*ck)
ayy, b*tch, i got rich, they [?] (ayy, b*tch, i got rich)
n*gga play with that sh*t and it’s madden
i drop that boy, don’t make me get in my bag (don’t make me do it)
b*tch, i’m from that four, four [?] (4x)
i turn that ho down that she [?] (thot, thot)
if i f*ck, she run up the bands (uh, uh)
i make a bougie ho get nasty (get nasty)
b*tch, i’m from the rags on rags
[?] feel like [?] (brat)
r.i.p, they talkin’ toe*taggin’ (gang)
i make ’em run that sh*t back like [?] (uh)

[verse 1: stunna 4 vegas]
b*tch try to tell me how go, though (yup)
she wanna f*ck ’cause my wrist froze (okay)
he say he steppin’, it be ten toes (uh*huh)
n*ggas don’t want no smokе, they be dissin’ and get [?] (uh*huh)
hе prolly mad ’cause i’m callin’ his b*tch, homie (thot)
push yo’ jacket, lil’ ho, we get big dough (uh, uh)
i came from nothin’, the win [?] (b*tch)
worth some ms, i still walk with that stick on me (prr)
i dump and reload, rich homie (boom)
i get the itch and it’s perc’ on me (uh, uh)
i stay with the bag like the percs on me (cash)
make me go in my bag, then gon’ burn some’ (bah, bah)
hit the ho and i leave, she worked up (thot)
she work*work and that [?] and heavy (uh*huh, uh*huh)
he never seen a murder (uh*uh)
uh, lil’ b*tch, i get clean (ayy, b*tch, i get clean)
he jumped in that fire and got burnt up (come here)
high off my mind, i’m turnt up (huh?)
lil’ stunna hot like a furnace (uh*huh)
[?] sticks in this b*tch with no permise (uh, uh*huh)
i’m sicky, lil’ b*tch, i might bite (uh)
this sh*t took some time, the guys (uh*huh)
b*tch, real slime, we ’bout violence (uh*huh)
n*gga play with 4x and we bomin’ (uh, come here)
[chorus: stunna 4 vegas]
pull up in that ‘cat, smashin’
two hundred on it, i’m doin’ the dash
can’t believe how far i made
when i was a jit, i was movin’ too fast (brat)
[?] in my classes (f*ck)
ayy, b*tch, i got rich, they [?] (ayy, b*tch, i got rich)
n*gga play with that sh*t and it’s madden
i drop that boy, don’t make me get in my bag (ayy, don’t make me do it)
b*tch, i’m from that four, four [?] (4x)
i turn that ho down that she [?] (uh, uh)
if i f*ck, she run up the bands (thot)
i make a bougie ho get nasty (get nasty)
b*tch, i’m from the rags on rags
[?] feel like [?] (brat)
r.i.p, they talkin’ toe*taggin’ (gang)
i make ’em run that sh*t back like [?] (uh, uh)

[verse 2: youngboy never broke again]
n*gga know how i’m bomin’, lil’ n*gga
we strapped with that fire for they money, lil’ n*gga
ain’t gon’ shoot when i walk, but my hands on trigger
4ktrey, when we catch ’em, we dumpin’, we spin ’em
[?] bodies on bodies, you know we murder team (yup)
on the top of his head put a hundred cheese
spent three hundred in cash on that white machine
turn my patek to water, don’t play with me (don’t play)
.35 when i drive, that stay with me (stay)
she won’t swim in that water, i take the [?] (f*ck)
i be keepin’, you gon’ f*ckin’ [?] body
and that’s how i feel, i done ran up that money
and i shoot with the [?] on me, poured up a hundred
keep [?] like a [?]
[?] nowhere, k on me
who the f*ck gon’ tell me some’ when i come from the bottom? you know we bodyin’ it
[chorus: stunna 4 vegas]
pull up in that ‘cat, smashin’
two hundred on it, i’m doin’ the dash
can’t believe how far i made
when i was a jit, i was movin’ too fast (brat)
[?] in my classes (f*ck)
ayy, b*tch, i got rich, they [?] (ayy, b*tch, i got rich)
n*gga play with that sh*t and it’s madden
i drop that boy, don’t make me get in my bag (ayy, don’t make me do it)

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