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pressin - the godfather lyrics

[intro]
you know what the f*ck goin’ on, n*gga (you know we charged the f*ck up)

[verse]
b*tch, you know we pressin’
lil’ bro, he just walked in with a weapon (godd*mn)
can’t get close to me, he’ll check you
all these b*tches in my air, ain’t gon’ lie, it got me stressing (what you doing?)
treat ’em like they girlfriends ’cause i’m missing (sh*t, i’m missing)
i ain’t a pimp, but i’d do it if you let me
got two hoes that’s tryna drive the boat, told ’em don’t wreck, please (don’t wreck)
tryna pass the b*tch to fully, he passed her to me (how is that?)
(n*gga crazy)
this sh*t on the floor (yеah)
it ain’t time to go (no), call your favorite ho
b*tches shaking ass, throwing cash, see thе money flowing
b*tches love to f*ck the gang ’cause we having motion
n*gga, that sh*t real life
love the drank for real, probably k!ll you for a sealed pint
i let her take a perc, see what it feel like
i see her going through her blood, she don’t feel nice (she don’t like it)
ugh, it got her throwing up (b*tch, you nasty)
tez keep rolling up opps, he ain’t slowing up
all these bad hoes, we just waiting on some more to come (b*tch)
don’t be asking for no money, you ain’t holding none (nope)
b*tch, you know we pressin’
lil’ bro, he just walked in with a weapon (godd*mn)
don’t test me, ’cause i’ll still teach your ass a lesson
i’ve been h*llcat racing, tell the feds come and catch me (come and get me)
n*gga, i love all hoes
heart cold, so don’t ask me why i dog hoes
and this b*tch shopping for hours ’til the mall close (man)
tryna pour this drank up, give me my styrofoam
hit your lil’ b*tch from the back, grab her collarbone (grab her collarbone)
after i f*ck an opp b*tch, it be time to go (f*ck on)
picking different b*tches, eenie*meenie*miney*mo
i’ll never drown in the p*ssy, b*tch, i’m bound to float (women)
b*tch, you know i’m pressin’ (you know i’m pressin’)
all these hoes tryna f*ck me and my necklace
i told the b*tch yeah, just record it while we s*xing (just record it)
in the club spilling rose in the section (yeah, i’m drunk)
[chorus]
b*tch, you know we pressin’ (you know we pressin’)
lil’ bro, he just got in with the weapon (godd*mn)
i got the drac’ too, know the bouncers didn’t check me (godd*mn)
let a n*gga think out loud, turn his head to spaghetti (godd*mn)
b*tch, you know we pressin’ (you know we pressin’)
lil’ bro, he just got in with the weapon (godd*mn)
you’d think this sh*t a game ’til we stretch you (godd*mn)
better have the lord with you, god bless him (yeah)

[interlude]
yeah
you know what the f*ck goin’ on, n*gga (you know what the f*ck goin’ on)
you know we charged the f*ck up (forever paid)

[chorus]
b*tch, you know i’m pressin’ (you know i’m pressin’)
lil’ bro, he just got in with the necklace
took your chain and he wrecked it
don’t be hiding with your next piece (you know what the f*ck goin’ on, n*gga)

- the godfather lyrics

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