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lemonade - tyfriq & amysžen lyrics

(dee b got that heat)
(mmm darkboy)
them boys be p*ssy call em lemonade
yea, enter her side i snap her vertebrae yea, i know he cap he do it for the fame yea, i got some zombies they come to yo brain yea, this sauce ain’t on me yea it’s in my veins yea, you can do what you do when you do it, pop a boy like a pimple i do it, if the cat getting wet imma screw it, gave that boy h*lla cash but he blew it, had that play he was supposеd to pursue it, bet not run up on me thеy gon shoot it, bet not run up on me they gon move it

i’m getting geeked i’m in the backseat of a car, i’m gon say this one d*mn time me and my homies gon be big stars, if you don’t like it you can get the h*ll out, me and my n*ggas ain’t going for that, i know some n*ggas that said they won’t switch but all of them n*ggas want me in a ditch

(yea) i’m supposed to have all my gang on rich, imma go demon imma change my pitch, if the cops roll imma switch my whip, if a n*gga fold imma put him in a ditch, i call it lemonade but it look like p*ss, saying you a dog imma tell that boy sit, but me and amysžen just tryna get rich, r.i.p granny yea i love you foreal, i ain’t cry a tear but i felt it in my gut, n*ggas made a whole d*mn mil off luck, i don’t sip lean i don’t dirty my cup, my ex in the past still got that ho stuck, but i got a new girl look like rihanna, n*gga get excited cause he made it out the jungle, now his homeboys wanna start h*lla drama, put they pistol to him yea they call him a drummer

them boys be p*ssy call em lemonade
yea, enter her side i snap her vertebrae yea, i know he cap he do it for the fame yea, i got some zombies they come to yo brain yea, this sauce ain’t on me yea it’s in my veins yea, you can do what you do when you do it, pop a boy like a pimple i do it, if the cat getting wet imma screw it, gave that boy h*lla cash but he blew it, had that play he was supposed to pursue it, bet not run up on me they gon shoot it, bet not run up on me they gon move it

ok n*gga ok, n*gga that sh*t was hard, n*gga that sh*t was hard, i ain’t gon cap to you, n*gga that sh*t hard, but n*gga imma do my thing on this motherf*ka, so sh*t, uh, um you know imma do my thing like i always do my sh*t n*gga f*ck you talm bout

ok ok, just like a pill imma pot em, n*gga want smoke imma drop em, just like some shoes imma rock em, claim that you hard n*gga stop it, bro got a problem let’s solve it, you fruity just come out the closet, i put that drank in my lemonade, make that boy dance like it’s renegade, she claim that she love me but i know she feeling hate, aim at yo head lil n*gga, you already dead lil n*gga, i can not beef with him cause he work with the feds lil n*gga, “what’s that in my p*ss?”, you know that be red lil n*gga, i’m going brain dead lil n*gga, these bullets like zombies they eat at yo head lil n*gga, just like walking dead lil n*gga
lemonade, yea
lemonade, yea
that that lemonade, yea
that don’t be p*ss yea that be lemonade, yea
lemonade, yea
that that lemonade, yea
that don’t be p*ss yea that be lemonade
i call that lemonade, yea

- tyfriq amyszen lyrics

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