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realest in charge - $wayleo & matty cent lyrics

[intro]
dollarway gang
hey, hmm hmm

[chorus: $wayleo]
roll up your sleeves ma young brodies (brodies)
fine girls wanna jiggy with me (with me)
man dem with the rolling 60s (60s)
man dem pull up with the ap (hmm hmm)
fine girl yeah change your style
lie down and bend over
bad man like casanova
bad girl wanna ride me like range rover

[verse 1: matty cent & $wayleo]
hollup, touchdown
i gotta go get the green (turnt up)
n*ggas be hating on n*ggas they ill, you tell on lil matty get k!lled (stretched up)
i gotta go get the bag
run up a milli then move like a ghost
the b’ness goes bigger lil matty a pro
thе team onna come up you see how we coming
no faking no hating dеm boys ain’t no joke (dem boys ain’t no joke)
dem boys ain’t no joke
play with lil matty get hit by the stick
lil b*tch said she down for lil matty on cap
the realest in charge ain’t no cap in ma rap
gat double the bags i gat double the racks
don’t play the stepper cause you might get cold
they faking they hating they setting the pole
the realest in charge yeah its matty & $way (baow)
if matty ain’t playing then n*ggas will craw
hunnid k spend on this b*tch n*gga, crippin, they down to the core (they down to the core)
i shoot all ma opps like (grrrt baow)
then i kept ma rage, b*tch bow (hey)
i’m like “down to the soil b*tch” (hmm hmm)
i’m like “fucc out the earth, grrt baow baow” ($wayleo)
knock knock who’s there
trapman $way with the flows you scared
fucc faking we the realest in here
fucc dripping we the coolest in here
if you ain’t rollin with us n*gga fucc out (uhh)
we be grinding all day till we pop out (yeah)
if you ready or not we gon touch down
with the flows on my head my bars go hard like (grrrrt baow)
free all my n*ggas tay k, pimpzy and santana b*tch
we’re steppers we ain’t no d*ck (no cap)
we don’t f*ck with lame ass b*tch
our flows gon hit you hard like ching ching ching ching
our bars gon hit you hard like brrt brrt brrt baow
[chorus: $wayleo]
roll up your sleeves ma young brodies (brodies)
fine girls wanna jiggy with me (with me)
man dem with the rolling 60s (60s)
man dem pull up with the ap (hmm hmm)
fine girl yeah change your style
lie down and bend over
bad man like casanova
bad girl wanna ride me like range rover

(verse 2: matty cent)
thirty five k for the n*gga with the handgun cook up ma dope then i run off the to london
i pull on a show team with the sticks yeah we dangerous n*ggas like henchmen (graow)
if y’all n*ggas to slow, all of ’em hating ass n*ggas gonn’ make up a move yeah
grrrrrt baow (b*tch)
baow baow (grrt baow)

(outro: matty cent & $wayleo)
we dem prophets n*gga (man dem, man dem)
stop playing with me b*tch (hmm hmm)
you get shot on a daily (fucc wit dem)
yeah it’s f*6ix, matty & simeon
fucc all y’all p*ssy ass n*ggas (hahahaha)
we the man dem
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- wayleo matty cent lyrics

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