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no rubber - youngboy never broke again lyrics

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[intro]
lil’ top, n*gga (skeeo, you’re crazy)
lil’ b*tch, i’m the northside don dada (i’m just saying, what’s wrong with 3x?)

[refrain]
oh, i got that sack now, she won’t come back now
i got that pack now, i ain’t comin’ back now
your b*tch, she get bust down, buy that b*tch a bag, wow
let her come and kick her out, now she don’t wan’ leave me now (d*roc)

[chorus]
she want me to love her, she don’t wanna use no rubber
out the blue, it came another, i just gotta find a way, i can take it slow
i’m on dom p, it’s just me, no baller blockin’, woah
them miyagi jeans, f*ck ’round and i drip lil’ mama, woah
i’m gon’ stop the scene, ten gon’ jump out with that chopper
pull up, really i’m bossin’, i got the b*tch in red bottoms

[verse]
be out, you see red around me, free thе five out, free the county
but they takе your face, you try me, they gon’ find his brain on side ’em
b*tch, i’m big old player, then i cuff lil’ mama
i was swaggin’ high as h*ll, that’s why i f*ck with lil’ mama
i was f*ckin’ on her every day and beefin’ with her mama
i was steady throwin’ ten stacks to black, he was creepin’ with that llama
still was lovin’ on her every day, i was skeetin’ all up inside her
b*tch had the nerve to call me three weeks later like a baby up inside me
text my phone like she ain’t got no cable, i told her that i got her
with her throwin’ hits from across the table like b*tch, i been the dada
b*tch ain’t sh*t, you know that i got ’em able, slime b*tch, i make her out it
i was runnin’ ’round playin’ terminator, bro out there, that’s my pride, i’m poppin’ sh*t, stoppin’ sh*t
and i’m somewhere with hockey sticks
seen new york, i fly the b*tch, now she wan’ bring out her friend
start this sh*t, your ho, no, that none of my friends
i ain’t goin’ to no party, no, we all know how i am
[chorus]
she want me to love her, don’t want me use rubbers
one way or another, find out how to take it slow
hold back, i might thug her, but she won’t let it go
and i just gotta find a way to cut this ho
what i tell ’em, i say, i tell ’em, i’m on dom p, it’s just me, no baller blockin’
won’t clear that scene, i’ma have ten clear that scene, come out the window poppin’
she text the phone, she plan on s*xin’ me, she wan’ give me her body
i don’t move when she want me and the b*tch don’t like me

[refrain]
oh, i got that sack now, she won’t come back now
i got that pack now, i ain’t comin’ back now
your b*tch, she get bust down, buy that b*tch a bag, wow
let her come and kick her out, now she don’t wan’ leave me now

[chorus]
she want me to love her, she don’t wanna use no rubber
out the blue, it came another, i just gotta find a way i can take it

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