| Yeah, let me talk my shit
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| My motherfucking turn
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| Stop giving a shit about whatever everybody else got going on
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| Stop giving a fuck about what everybody else saying and shit
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| Suck my dick
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| Scooby style, hoe
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| Put some bark in it lol
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| All of you hoes getting slayed
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| None of the bills getting paid
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| It’s an easy transaction
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| Twerk for a nigga satisfaction
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| Wasn’t it you that wanted a nigga from the Hamptons?
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| Wasn’t it you that’s in my past always laughing?
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| I can imagine, I wasn’t in no wagon
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| Now that you’re over here your booty’s what I’m taxing
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| Play dead if you want to
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| That’s how you get a spear to your gut
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| Your shit you can’t undo
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| Sorry we don’t give a fuck
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| You’re out of luck if you ask me
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| Hit the cross for a new leaf
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| Don’t switch on a nigga like my old bitch
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| Don’t bitch at a nigga like my new bitch
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| Then I hear a bitch nigga say some shit
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| You don’t want the smoke, you’re running away
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| You’re just a grenade
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| You don’t want the smoke, you’re running away
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| You’re just a grenade
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| You don’t want the smoke, you’re running away
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| You’re just a grenade
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| You don’t want the smoke, you’re running away
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| You’re just a grenade
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| All of you hoes getting slayed, Shit
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| None of the bills getting paid
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| It’s an easy transaction
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| Twerk for a nigga satisfaction
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| Wasn’t it you that wanted a nigga from the Hamptons?
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| Wasn’t it you that’s in my past always laughing?
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| I can imagine, I wasn’t in this wagon
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| Now that you’re over here you ask what I’m taxing
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| You don’t want the smoke, you’re running away
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| You don’t want the smoke, you’re running
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| You don’t want the smoke, you’re running away
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| Cause you’re a grenade
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| You don’t want the smoke, you’re running away
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| You’re just a grenade
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| You don’t want the smoke, you’re running away
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| You’re just a grenade
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| You don’t want the smoke, you’re running away
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| You’re just a grenade
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| You don’t want the smoke, you’re running away
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| You’re just a grenade
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| You don’t want the smoke, you’re running away
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| You’re just a grenade
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| You don’t want the smoke, you’re running away
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| You’re just a grenade
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| You don’t want the smoke, you’re running away
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| You’re just a grenade
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| You don’t want the smoke, you’re running away
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| You’re just a grenade
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| Hmm, yeah
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| None of the bills getting paid
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| Look, it’s an easy transaction
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| Please twerk for a nigga satisfaction
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| Wasn’t it you that wanted a nigga from the Hamptons?
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| Wasn’t it you that’s in my past always laughing?
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| I can imagine, I wasn’t in no wagon
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| Now that you’re over here your booty’s what I’m taxing |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Anti-simp Squad , by - Azizi Gibson. Song from the album Stay The pHuck Out My Bubble, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп