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mcchicken - young nudy lyrics

[intro]
d*mn, them diamonds, they hittin’ (they hittin’)
d*mn, them diamonds, they hittin’ (they hittin’)
d*mn, them diamonds, they hittin’ (they—)
d*mn, them diamonds, they— (they—)
uh
coupe (uh, uh, uh)

[chorus]
paper, i get a lot of that
hoes, i f*ck a lot on (yeah)
pull out my d*ck, y’all gonna swallow
i got them racks, you f*ck with no problem (yeah)
keeping my gun and we’ll problem solve ’em
just in case we gotta problem (yeah)
all of this money i drop on they head, the money gon’ solve the problem (uh*huh, yeah)
yeah, ea, zone 6 run it, b*tch, ayy, b*tch, i’m big shawty
you will never catch me slippin’ without my gun, i keep that big forty
white chalked a lot of n*ggas for doing that fake ass gangster b*tch talkin’ (what?)
how many n*ggas you know got they porsche in their hood and they motherf*ckin’ still talkin’? (slime, slime)
[verse 1]
godd*mn big slime, hang with the goons and robbers
really don’t call me [0:46] for no problems (nah)
grip on my nuts, that b*tch, that my chopper (yeah)
shoot in her sh*t, man, i’ll k!ll it, no problem (grrt, grrt)
born a villain, became a robber (yeah)
takin’ your heart away, sh*t not a problem (uh*huh)
who want some smoke with me? b*tch, it’s a problem (uh*huh, grrt*grrt, uh*huh)
i got back outside, i’m with it (with it)
youngin’, i’m ridin’, switch it (switch it)
i ain’t stuntin’ these b*tches (b*tches)
all these hoes gold diggin’ (gold diggin’)
i came from nothin’, lil’ n*gga, came from rags to riches (rags to riches)
swear to god, i was so broke, used to be at jcpenney (d*mn)

[interlude]
not gon’ throw me a penny (penny)
you know, a thousand is a penny to me, just to let you know

[chorus]
paper, i get a lot of that
hoes, i f*ck a lot on (uh*huh)
pull out my d*ck, y’all gonna swallow
i got them racks, you f*ck with no problem (well, d*mn)
keeping my gun and we’ll problem solve ’em (yeah)
just in case we gotta problem (big slime)
all of this money i drop on they head, the money gon’ solve the problem (go get it)
yeah, ea, zone 6 run it, b*tch, ayy, b*tch, i’m big shawty (b*tch, i’m big shawty)
you will never catch me slippin’ without my gun, i keep that big forty (i do)
white chalked a lot of n*ggas for doing that fake ass gangster b*tch talkin’ (p*ssy ass n*gga)
how many n*ggas you know got they porsche in their hood and they motherf*ckin’ still talkin’? (big slime)
[verse 2]
got them runnin’ this b*tch and i’m ballin’ (yeah)
step through the hood, man, i walk in them loubs (yeah)
spendin’ an opp rent on these motherf*ckin’ shoes (ooh)
get your b*tch f*cked when she see all these blues (ooh)
play with a real one, you know you gon’ lose (lose, yeah, d*mn)
anyway b*tch, you don’t know what to do (anyway)
pop one with your friend, make them hoes choose (what?)
get them together, it’s a movie (it’s a movie, vibe)
k!lling that p*ssy, i’m gone (slide)
back in the hood where you know it’s a vibe (what?)
i’m in zone 6, b*tch, the eastside
back outside, and my shooters outside (yeah)
trappin’ all day, you can come get a pack (yeah)
lookin’ like a l!ck, you can meet me in the back (slime)
sweet ass n*gga, take ’em all like that (take ’em all)

[interlude]
take ’em all
this gang sh*t, no lame sh*t (yeah, uh*huh, d*mn)
we dangerous, yeah, we dangerous (yeah, we dangerous)
(yeah, what?) what you thinking? (what?)
must be crazy (must be crazy, n*gga)
hahaha, they ain’t tell you about this sh*t, n*gga? (they ain’t tell you?)

[chorus]
paper, i get a lot of that (yeah, huh?)
hoes, i f*ck a lot on (i drop it)
pull out my d*ck, y’all gonna swallow
i got them racks, you f*ck with no problem (ooh)
keeping my gun and we’ll problem solve ’em (yeah)
just in case we gotta problem (huh?)
all of this money i drop on they head, the money gon’ solve the problem (yeah, handle him)
yeah, ea, zone 6 run it, b*tch, ayy, b*tch, i’m big shawty (big slime)
you will never catch me slippin’ without my gun, i keep that big forty (yeah)
white chalked a lot of n*ggas for doing that fake ass gangster b*tch talkin’ (word)
how many n*ggas you know got they porsche in their hood and they motherf*ckin’ still talkin’?
[outro]
ooh
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, type sh*t, yeah

- young nudy lyrics

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