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that bag - twon bee lyrics

twon bee make real money
n-gg-s shoot, stab, k!ll for money
my skin like pure honey
dummy any beat, lovely
stunning inna studio, opposition astonished
started from the bottom, where they steal joy & p-wn it
honest to a tea, like crossroads in inna streets
bet i stay being me, til i’m f-cking deceased
i put this on my mother, her sun hot as some tea
i could never be one of them n-gg-s, living cruddy
i’m a rookie & a vet
play pussc, get you wet
said i’m something like a boogie, how they picked me as best
hating don’t do nothing to me, placebos get some rest
i got a chest full of hustle, pumping hard onna left

swag so superb, got these suckas b-tt hurt
i sh-t onna anybody, w/ my shoes & my shirt
shake up a verse, sound sum’n like a twerk
same ones that don’t work, seem to hate success first
sneaky foxx -ss n-gg-
first name should be vivica
i a rely on the streets
bet you, they’ll get rid of ya
born inna first month
forever final contenders
i get aggressive like grunts
make my goals grow. bigga
a whole lotta loose lips
& lotta -ss lickers
whole lotta dudes quit
twon bee never been a quitter
lor baltimore king, many can’t compete
my flow colder than winter, & it switch like spring

- twon bee lyrics

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