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look (remix) - zelly ocho lyrics

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[chorus: zelly ocho]
(b*tch, i got racks)
i got them racks to get, yeah
get up and count up a fit
i ain’t gon’ throw no fit, yeah
look at this fresh*ass fit
look at my bad*ass b*tch, look
look, i’m just counting that sh*t, look (d*dkanee)
look, i’m just counting that sh*t, look
look, look, look, look
look, look, look, look, yeah
look how i’m counting this sh*t, yeah
look how i’m f*cking that b*tch, yeah
look how i give that b*tch x
that b*tch think she a dancer
yeah, n*ggas always wanna put smoke in the room like cancer
man, these n*ggas ain’t on sh*t, these n*ggas really a disaster

[verse: zelly ocho]
zelly just looking for answers (woah)
zelly just looking for answers (vlad)
yeah, i’m just looking for answers (yeah)
yeah, i’m just looking for answers (b*tch, i got racks)
i put time in this sh*t, i can’t go backwards
she said she love me, don’t say the l word
it’s f*ck the afterlife, i’m just living on earth
and what comes aftеr, you know i’m not scared (d*dkanee)
yeah, racks on me, thеy legit
i got a bag on me, yeah, b*tch
fake n*ggas always switch
don’t give a f*ck ’bout your promo page
i’ma just hop out and rage
free all my dogs out the cage
i f*ck that b*tch, she my aid
and i’ma suck on that p*ssy with fangs
you better get out the way
oh, i just jumped off the stage
i used to be on the block, catch a fade (yeah)
i used to get up every single day
i worked my ass off, i gotta get paid, yeah
look, look, look (b*tch, i got racks)
look how i count up that mula, yeah
that p*ssy get wet like bermuda
bro locked up ’cause he really a shooter (blat)
throwing up bs with buddah (what?)
i wanna rap to that p*ssy, yeah
just like k suave music, yeah
going insane, i might lose it (d*dkanee)
vlad lifestyle and you might get recruited
[chorus: zelly ocho]
i got them racks to get, yeah
get up and count up a fit
i ain’t gon’ throw no fit, yeah
look at this fresh*ass fit
look at my bad*ass b*tch, look
look, i’m just counting that sh*t, look
look, i’m just counting that sh*t, look
look, look, look, look
look, look, look, look, yeah
look how i’m counting this sh*t, yeah
look how i’m f*cking that b*tch, yeah
look how i give that b*tch x
that b*tch think she a dancer (b*tch, i got racks)
yeah, n*ggas always wanna put smoke in the room like cancer
man, these n*ggas ain’t on sh*t, these n*ggas really a disaster

[verse 2: tana]
look, look
we made that boy throw a fit (d*dkanee)
we doing ten every show
this b*tch off of the x, i think she a dancer
we the type to hold you for ransom
lil’ b*tch, i don’t got no manners
she said the d*ck was outstanding
i brought the ho, got her looking for answers
look how that ho jump like prancer
i gotta walk with a panther
look at this fresh*ass fit, look at my flee*ass b*tch, look
i cannot stress ’bout sh*t, they saw the swag and they bit, look
tell them blogs get off my d*ck, y’all n*ggas don’t know sh*t, look
y’all n*ggas really ain’t gang, get extorted right out the clique, look

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