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sum 2 do - yeat deluxer lyrics

(i*i—, woo, woo)

[chorus]
yeah, i’m shakin’ that b*tch
i don’t got no f*ckin’ limit, lil’ b*tch, i been runnin’ that motherf*ckin’ blitz (ha)
we don’t be needin’ security, b*tch, i’m gon’ ride around, give us them sticks (i’m working on dying)
’cause if you gon’ f*ck around, if you gon’ f*ck around with us, yo’ ass just gon’ get bl!cked (bnyx)
i’m in the bathroom, still don’t give no sh*ts
f*ck that b*tch, they f*ck with the kid, they pr*cks, ha
sittin’ pretty, my money so d*mn tall, yeah
move so much, i got feelin’ withdrawal
i don’t f*ck with none of these rappers, yeah, they suck my d*ck
i was just here selling glass, but i been sellin’ loud (loud)
send yo’ ass a f*ckin’ picture of your f*ckin’ crib
i don’t even give no f*ck you said, i don’t even wanna hear it
ripping that b*tch
i been slanging that b*tch
i been swerving that b*tch out the urus
take me thе plane
i’ma hop on private jet, b*tch, just to pull up in paris
it’ll bе like they, mad they whole life
but we don’t call like they motherf*ckin’ parents
we don’t be giving no f*cks what they saying, them motherf*ckers really embarrassed (it’s sad)

[verse]
yeah (i*i’m—), swervin’ them b*tches, swervin’ down 92 (two)
yeah, pull off on the cops, it’s fun, just somethin’ to do (i*i’m—, swerve)
yeah, i made me some millions, b*tch, i done lost my cool (i*i’m working on dying)
yeah, new chain from moss, this b*tch is swimmin’ a pool (bnyx), ha, ha
yeah, lil’ b*tch, i live on the— uh, i live on the moon, yeah (live on the moon)
yeah, got a big ol’ stick and a ar in my room (stick in my room)
yeah, pull off in the lamb’ and the b*tches just say, “zoom” (just say “zoom”)
and f*ck what you said, we don’t even gotta assume (gotta assume, i*i’m—, woo*woo*woo)
[chorus]
yeah, i’m shakin’ that b*tch
i don’t got no f*ckin’ limit, lil’ b*tch, i been runnin’ that motherf*ckin’ blitz (ha)
we don’t be needin’ security, b*tch, i’m gon’ ride around, give us them sticks (i’m working on dying)
’cause if you gon’ f*ck around, if you gon’ f*ck around with us, yo’ ass just gon’ get bl!cked (bnyx)
i’m in the bathroom, still don’t give no sh*ts
f*ck that b*tch, they f*ck with the kid, they pr*cks, ha
sittin’ pretty, my money so d*mn tall, yeah
move so much, i got feelin’ withdrawal
i don’t f*ck with none of these rappers, yeah, they suck my d*ck
i was just here selling glass, but i been sellin’ loud (loud)
send yo’ ass a f*ckin’ picture of your f*ckin’ crib
i don’t even give no f*ck you said, i don’t even wanna hear it
ripping that b*tch
i been slanging that b*tch
i been swerving that b*tch out the urus
take me the plane
i’ma hop on private jet, b*tch, just to pull up in paris
it’ll be like they, mad they whole life
but we don’t call like they motherf*ckin’ parents
we don’t be giving no f*cks what they saying, them motherf*ckers really embarrassed (it’s sad)

[outro]
yeah (i*i’m—), swervin’ them b*tches, swervin’ down 92 (two)
yeah, pull off on the cops, it’s fun, just somethin’ to do (i*i’m—, swerve)
yeah, i made me some millions, b*tch, i done lost my cool (i*i’m working on dying, hey)
yeah, new chain from moss, this b*tch is swimmin’ a pool (bnyx)

- yeat deluxer lyrics

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