| Racks always change the whole topic of discussion
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| All that shootin' talk but you niggas ain’t bussin'
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| Chattin' in private but won’t see me in public
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| Got yo bitch in the kitchen cookin' more than muffins
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| Yeah you know I put the bands in the bag I stuff it
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| And yo hoe she get a lot more than just the stuffin
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| And I don’t whip bricks I just jugg your oven
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| And if you really want something how you leave with nothing?
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| Ay ay ay I be movin' weight weight weight
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| Bitch we heavy weight weight
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| My way or the highway way
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| Want it now I cannot wait wait
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| I know that these hoe’s gonna' contemplate plate
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| I done have to put it on my plate plate
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| Shawty we cannot fuckin' date date
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| Shawty wanna have it in the day day
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| Boy you like to be the one to hate hate
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| I cannot even fuckin' wait wait
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| I got all these hoes off of way way
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| Thouxanban got the shit engraved graved
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| And I take that shit to the grave grave
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| Why you pussy niggas work like slaves slaves
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| And my sleave gotta' keep a 8 8
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| And you know Im dancin'
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| Racks always change the whole topic of discussion
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| All that shootin' talk but you niggas ain’t bussin'
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| Chattin' in private but won’t see me in public
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| Got yo bitch in the kitchen cookin' more than muffins
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| Yeah you know I put the bands in the bag I stuff it
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| And yo hoe she get a lot more than just to stuff it
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| And I don’t whip bricks I just jugg your oven
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| And if you really want something how you leave with nothing?
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| Shade shade shade you can catch the fade fade fade
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| Niggas throwin' shade shade shade
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| Copped some vintage frames frames frames
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| Know she want it hey hey hey
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| Lil mamma fuck for fame fame fame
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| Had to keep my faith faith faith
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| When I’m in the lane lane lane
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| Or I’m in the field field field
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| Aye I pop my steel steel steel
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| Know the devil real real real
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| Fish and then I reel reel reel
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| Aye these niggas fake fake fake
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| Now I’m movin' weight weight weight
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| Aye I need that steak steak steak
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| Gotta' have it late late late
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| Racks always change the whole topic of discussion
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| All that shootin' talk but you niggas ain’t bussin'
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| Chattin' in private but won’t see me in public
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| Got yo bitch in the kitchen cookin' more than muffins
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| Yeah you know I put the bands in the bag I stuff it
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| And yo hoe she get a lot more than just the stuffin
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| And I don’t whip bricks I just jugg your oven
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| And if you really want something how you leave with nothing? |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Humble , by - Thouxanbanfauni. Song from the album A3C, Vol. 6, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп