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cover up - tea2frosty lyrics

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these n*ggas don’t know that we rock undercover i’m with his hoe, he don’t know she a freak
undercover i’m with the gang, them all, we ride with each
other that’s my twin, my brother, we like one another
blue hunnids buss, out the safe but i still won’t take her on a date

ridin’ on the block, we ride with that k if he ain’t talkin’ cash, we don’t conversate
popping all these pills, what i contemplate i was on that block, just ridin’ round the
way if he a issue, we gon’ make him go away
hold all the steps and we just go blow away look at my g’s, b*tch, i got on these v’s

had my family locked up, fear all the people he talkin’ that message, send him to his keeper
this ain’t bout rap, n*gga, this is way deeper i throw them 5.5.6 through the air
just had exotic all up in the air i’m finna drop the hoe off, i don’t care
had a rich n*gga vibe since a lil’ n*gga sippin’ too much heat, don’t think i care

bout my liver count that money here, you know you ain’t
n*gga smokin’ gas, i can feel out my tank, n*gga
when i go, you know i bring that drink, n*gga i’m with the team, no, you cannot play, n*gga
red, i be, yeah, you finna pay, n*gga who let him in, no, you cannot stay, n*gga

play the beat and i punch it like mike tyson now all that bullsh*t, we don’t fool around
with b*tches got that pack in the trunk and i ain’t even
got a license put it together, myself, no stylus
bad b*tch, yeah, she look like a f*ckin’ goddess he know better, he know not to play around us

he a thug and money still gon’ thot us walk with that stick, man, i coulda been a
martyr stitched right side, let me know when the pot
done n*gga, don’t chase it, cuz you know you ain’t
one pockets full of cape, finna go cop one
might go out of state, just to go get one cdg, lv, n*gga, that’s a mismatch
wearin’ four racks, hit his toe on the kickback talkin’ bout nothin’, n*gga, you need to sit back
matter fact, finna hit a jug with your b*tch head
oh yeah, these n*ggas don’t know that we rock undercover

oh yeah, i’m with his hoe, he don’t know she a freak undercover
oh yeah, i’m with the gang, them all, we ride with each other
that’s my twin, my brother, we like one another

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