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freestyle pt.1 - ucg legacy lyrics

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yo b*tch backed it up
i broke her hymen
i’m pulling b*tches w/o even trying
the money be flooding
my crib every friday
when you see it happen
you start crying
boaw
ooouuu
chop it up
no vent
went from broke
to in a bent
woo

my shorty a baddie
my shorty got her self a fattie
my shorty never really naggin
i’m thuggin
go text me ya addie
i pull up i’m scr*ppin
yo mama comes home
like what happened
im up in da studio rappin
i’m up in da studio packin
holla at me
wuz crackin

you nygga lame
you nyggas snitches
i got da name
i got da b*tches
i’m up in here
wearin fashion britches
u can’t compare
to my f*ckin riches
you tryna fit in
i am a misfit
i got my white chics
throwin a b*tch fit
u started a war
so your time is tickin
you started a war
my crew never missin

you a opp
but yo mans is a fan
i rock dior n fendi
for my pants
you say i can’t rap
because i have glasses
but these r cartier lens
i got a beamer
i f*ck wit da maybach
yeah that is a benz
i’m too popular
look at my fans
i remember back den
i was eating from canz
now i’m eating steak
and lamb

- ucg legacy lyrics

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