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houdini - young bull & ralfy the plug lyrics

[intro]
(what are you gonna do? you gonna k!ll me, mr. j?)

[verse 1: ralfy the plug]
i get the bag and breakdance, b*tch, f*ck who don’t like me
fin on me, b*tch, i’m a long shark, i’m a pisces
i get the check like nike and he a hypebeast
i put d*ck in a b*tch mouth and he made her wifey
d*gg*n’ bad b*tches, i got tens and side pieces
he poppin’ fly sh*t, i never seen him in siamese
pastor ralfy, you the truth, it’s the meanin’ behind your preachin’
i hate b*tches that suck d*ck like they t**thin’
you can put it all in your mouth if you control your breathin’
i can tell he’s a nice guy, for sure no demon
if i whip my d*ck out, she for sure gon’ eat it
your homie went to jail and told on people
in mei ling havin’ duels for safes with pacquiao
psychin’ opps out in the county, they wishin’ they can pack me out
mob ties, get sent up to heaven for actin’ down
in the crib lookin’ for racks, what you doin’? just standin’ around

[chorus: ralfy the plug & saysothemac]
it’s a lot of n*ggas sittin’ at home wishin’ they can be me
pulled up on her, take her dough and get ghost like houdini
gone in sixty seconds in the field like who seen me?
all of y’all need to know what the stinc team mean to me
it’s a lot of n*ggas sittin’ at home wishin’ they can be me
pulled up on her, take her dough and get ghost like houdini
gone in sixty seconds in the field like who seen me?
all of y’all need to know what the stinc team mean to me (ayy)
[verse 2: saysothemac]
breakin’ on a ho, turn them heels into sandals
if the b*tch talkin’ back, man, this sh*t gettin’ handled
she put on a good show but the sh*t getting cancelled
them tricks was blowin’ the p*ssy out just like a candle
f*ck the da tryna give the life to some vandalism
stitch lip with the gang and the pimpin’ and panderin’
joints expensive, man, they ran the consecutive
man, f*ck your executive and f*ck the detective, b*tch
*n*lyze that ho, f*g sh*t get detected, b*tch
slid him fifty at the door just to get a heckler ring
in my comments on the ‘gram, b*tch n*gga, i ain’t respectin’ it
if the b*tch pockets flat, then, n*gga, i’m neglectin’ it
i’m a n*gga in my sector, you a buster in your section
if she sittin’ in my class, i need twenty for a lecture
a n*gga keep stick, danny glover, lethal weapon
had his gallbladder scattered all over intersections

[chorus: ralfy the plug]
it’s a lot of n*ggas sittin’ at home wishin’ they can be me
pulled up on her, take her dough and get ghost like houdini
gone in sixty seconds in the field like who seen me?
all of y’all need to know what the stinc team mean to me
it’s a lot of n*ggas sittin’ at home wishin’ they can be me
pulled up on her, take her dough and get ghost like houdini
gone in sixty seconds in the field like who seen me?
all of y’all need to know what the stinc team mean to me
[verse 3: young bull]
it’s a lot of n*ggas broke at home wishin’ they can be
i’m really ballin’ in real life, this ain’t instagram t
that n*gga broke, pockets empty, socked the air when he seen me
another hundred band jugg and i got it from mei ling
took her money, she was tryna fall in love
i need a light ten piece, i ain’t really tryna f*ck
wockhardt, hi*tech what i’m sippin’ in my cup
disrespect the stinc team, then you know we goin’ up, n*gga
slapped the n*gga so silly, he was clueless
i’m on my grind every day, fifty*fifty, learnin’ neutral
got a switch with a drum, guaranteed i’m gon’ use it
all these n*ggas copycats, they can never get to us

- young bull ralfy the plug lyrics

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