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ransom - young deji lyrics

[verse 1: young deji]
is it snowing in houston, baby?
i phone beyoncé phone
you know i’m a soldier, baby
i can shoot with my sword or my gun
80 baby, under the sun
don’t gotta be serious, we can have some fun
cops, we never run
tech, we got them guns
i feel like a champ
i feel like i ran up b-tches on the gram
liking pictures cause i’m handsome
we want more, and then some
that n-gg- my damb son
she looking so fine, i might hold that sh-t for ransome

[chorus: young deji]
i don’t lie, i don’t lie
i don’t lie, i don’t lie

[verse 2: maxo kream]
i feel like a champ
her p-ssy so moist
i just got a cramp
caught a charlie horse
found her on the gram
added her as a friend
ain’t worry bout your man
b-tch, come eat this ham
when it come to persona, my edikit keep drippin
heard that your n-gg- be ditchin and trippin
i got me a glock, that sh-t come with extentions
in texas in the trentches, we be crippin
from trappin and stackin to purple cup sippin
tryna change up my life, so i need me a mistress
your man be actin so dismissive

[chorus: young deji]
i don’t lie, i don’t lie
i don’t lie, i don’t lie

- young deji lyrics

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