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addy - yuri smith lyrics

[intro]
this is the legion

[chorus: constantine, yuri smith]
hi*hi*hi*hi*hit me with that addy, imma pull up on you
just tryna slip and slide, hit some lines with you
e*e*e*e*everytime you call, imma pull up on you
d*duffle bags full of ones, just try to toss it (yeah)
hi*hi*hi*hi*hit me with that addy, imma pull up on you
just tryna slip and slide, hit some lines with you
e*e*e*e*everytime you call, imma pull up on you (yeah)
d*duffle bags full of ones, just try to toss it (haha, yeah)

[verse 1: yuri smith]
yuri’s back, b*tches
yeah, it’s ok
bringin’ back the old lines like the old lanes
keep it one hundred (gang)
but, i’m gettin’ some p*ssy (pow, pow)
screw all you b*tches
lеt me bring up my level (lеt’s get it)
i’m bringin’ it back, i’m rappin’ them facts (facts)
i’m sellin’ these tracks, you n*ggas subtract
let’s keep it intact (*tact), i’m rappin’ my flow
i keep it one hundred, i’m level 100
they think that i’m wack, i gave ’em a smack
i’m shooting a glock from ’round my block
you n*ggas are silly, get off of my c*ck, get out of my block
i’m marrying skye (uh), i think that she likes me
she gave me an addy (bow, bow)
she call me her daddy (kitty)
i gave her the d (gang, gang), but, i ain’t gon’ tell (let’s go)
me and the team (uh*huh), we ain’t gonna fail, haha
[chorus: constantine, steel bars]
hi*hi*hi*hi*hit me with that addy, imma pull up on you
just tryna slip and slide, hit some lines with you
e*e*e*e*everytime you call, imma pull up on you
d*duffle bags full of ones, just try to toss it (yeah)
hi*hi*hi*hi*hit me with that addy, imma pull up on you
just tryna slip and slide, hit some lines with you
e*e*e*e*everytime you call, imma pull up on you
d*duffle bags full of ones, just try to toss it (yeah, yeah)

[verse 2: steel bars]
i ain’t with daddy, but i’m addicted to paper
these people try to at me, i tell ’em “i’ll drop a hater”
i don’t cater to no one just to earn their favor
i savor their tears, what an exquisite flavor
try to come at me, no hesitation, i’m slapping you
throw a diss, then i’m back in the booth
the only gas you got is flatulence, dude
so, don’t say you’ll blaze me like a blunt, or i’ll hit you with an instrument whose description matches as such
let me know if it gets to be too much, then, i’ll keep going as a punishment for not keeping your mouth shut
so many things i’ve been doing like my childhood
i’ve been movin’, listening to the ringer
as life puts me through it

[chorus: constantine]
hi*hi*hi*hi*hit me with that addy, imma pull up on you
just tryna slip and slide, hit some lines with you
e*e*e*e*everytime you call, imma pull up on you
d*duffle bags full of ones, just try to toss it (yeah)
hi*hi*hi*hi*hit me with that addy, imma pull up on you
just tryna slip and slide, hit some lines with you
e*e*e*e*everytime you call, imma pull up on you
d*duffle bags full of ones, just try to toss it (yeah)
[verse 3: nathan best]
we pull up and get that addy
when i talk, don’t get no addy
got your shawty, she a baddie
and i f*ck her if she at me, yeah
they don’t want the smoke, but they started it, imma give it to ’em
make your girlfriend choke, she only loyal if you give it to her
every time you call, you know we ’bout to ball out
givin’ it my all, we gon’ get you called out
i got 4 shawty’s in a two*seater, caught me carpoolin’
and we get too high, we gonna pull it out, some sharp tuning

- yuri smith lyrics

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