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no team - vic apollo lyrics

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(hook)

i ain’t really part of no team
so don’t f-ck with me, girl, that’s a sin
hear you the dumbest “thotie” in the a stream
better show me freaky trickies up ya sleeve

never ever ever ever snitched
so play ya cards right, you might get the deck
you don’t owe nothing, badmon vic is who you with
i just want some fun, girl, let’s have some fun
yah, yah, yah

(verse 1)

f-ck ya like i love ya, while i’m on that ganja
i know you be lying but i f-ck ya like i trust ya
i know you be trying to keep it undercover
but ya man can tell, i’m the sh-t, he just a plumber

shawty do me like she do her dishes
she know i’m the same from the net to the streets
nah, i ain’t a p-ssy. guess you ain’t what you eat
and they say money talk and talk is cheap

(hook)

i ain’t really part of no team
so don’t f-ck with me, girl, that’s a sin
hear you the dumbest “thotie” in the a stream
better show me freaky trickies up ya sleeve

never ever ever ever snitched
so play ya cards right, you might get the deck
you don’t owe nothing, badmon vic is who you with
i just want some fun, girl, let’s have some fun
yah, yah, yah

(verse 2)

took another l, spent my birthday in jail
mama brought me cake, through a party in my cell
fakes outweighing real n-gg-rs on a scale
always make sure you don’t leave a trail

shawty got me weak but the weed h-lla strong. aye
i just hit the trap house, home sweet home. aye
i’m a big g like i put caps lock on
these n-gg-rs equally whack, i’m starting to think they’re clones. aye

pretty n-gg-, on some freaky sh-t
need a pretty chick, on some freaky sh-t
this ain’t a game but i’m the mvp
your wcw is my tbt

since she my tbt, she gon’ throw it back
i’mma catch it, make her come so hard she can’t go back
shawty gettin’ naughty in the confessional
preacher daughter gettin’ slaughtered, no one ever knew

freak, freak, freaky sh-t
pre, pre, pretty chick
baddest b-tch in the miz
yeah, yeah, let me see it then. yeah, yeah!

i ain’t writing songs tonight
baby, you can have me all tonight
better put away ya phone tonight
in case ya man decide to call tonight
i don’t really feel like home tonight
undress in in a gucci store tonight
take you out the friend-zone tonight
you my b-tch and i’m ya bone tonight

badmon, badmon, badmon
it’s vic apollo baby!

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