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thuggly - tkeezin lyrics

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either way it go if it’s slow we gettin loose scratch

yea we all thuggly ass n*ggas and f*ck who ask

get it in early like we livin in a boot camp

we gone get some money we ain’t settling for food stamps

run off wit a playa stop playing you know like it

dirty curb n*ggas we ain’t snitchin on indictments

don’t gossip about a n*gga just pull up holla at me

i feel bad for my b*tch she got a snitch baby daddy

verse 1

and i hope her son don’t have his daddy’s ways
keep that b*tch n*gga sh*t over that way
i done made her a queen now she roccin wit me
and she love when a random b*tch socc it to me

i still slide thru da hood like a trolley
i’m not ya boyfriend find sumtin else to call me
keez you still on some bullsh*tt ,n*gga prolly
keez you fucced da homie babymomma n*gga prolly

dirty ass n*gga so i’m thuggly and i’m ratchet
clean as i needa be so b*tch don’t panic
say j*pan 3 times you might start doing magic
talkin h*lla slicc and be a bad b*tch magnet

sorry for the wait sike b*tch be patient
1*800 okayahoo i ain’t playin
1*800 why dey on percs like a dope fiend
ya baby momma everything i want we a good team

hook

either way it go if it’s slow we gettin loose scratch

yea we all thuggly ass n*ggas and f*ck who ask

get it in early like we livin in a boot camp

we gone get some money we ain’t settling for food stamps

run off wit a playa stop playing you know like it

dirty curb n*ggas we ain’t snitchin on indictments

don’t gossip about a n*gga just pull up holla at me

i feel bad for my b*tch she got a snitch baby daddy

verse 2

i got charm don’t you play wit this pot of gold
i needa cougar she can treat me like i ain’t grown
i got a car but ima run a play in hers doe
noticed who i was then they kicced me out da furlough
either it way go love

ima get this money up

yea you look good b*tch

but i ain’t even tryna fucc

take it to da clown n*ggas

i don’t be around n*ggas

da homie got time didn’t tell held it down n*gga

coulda got a pass but he lied and said he knew us

i’m walking round wit h*lla money on me and some new chuccs

she choose a crosstown now she wishin she ain’t blow up

( cree talk )

hittem wit a player lean eh eh

cree danny b*tch no creeateen

i’m da bada boom and bada bing

this how we talk you don’t know what i mean

- tkeezin lyrics

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