| Fuck, it’s over my friendships
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| We ain’t on the same shit
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| No point to even mention my chick
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| She ain’t shit
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| I came up, now you mad at shit
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| I came up, now you mad at shit
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| (I came up, now you mad at shit)
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| Got a bigger crib with a dope car and a better bitch, yeah yeah yeah
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| I don’t give a shit, It’s the life I live, you can suck my dick (I came up,
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| now you mad at shit)
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| Every day is lit, I’m positive, fuck the bullshit
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| Spinnin' back the days, spinnin' back them all, now I only get big tips (I came
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| up, now you mad at shit)
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| Let’s get high, don’t ask «Why?», I like that shit
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| I’m blowin' nose, blowin' dope, now, what you know? |
| (I came up, now you mad at
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| shit)
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| Yeah, I know I’m such a ho but I work my ass off
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| I can’t be told, all my shit’s gold and your shit’s old (I came up,
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| now you mad at shit)
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| Clout
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| The only thing niggas is 'bout (Only thing niggas is 'bout)
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| Wait, wait, hold up
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| What’s another thing?
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| Maybe my dick and your mouth (Maybe my dick and your mouth)
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| Wait, what’s the other-other thing?
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| Maybe your bitch and my house (Maybe your bitch and my)
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| Seein' just how I live
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| That just my keys, my nigga
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| You mad at me 'cause you stuck
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| But it ain’t my fault, my nigga, you ain’t give a fuck (You ain’t never give)
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| You blame the world except yours
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| Time ain’t no accept the shit (Lil' bitch)
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| So I’ma keep gettin' this coin
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| And make some big booties go boin', yeah yeah
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| And you keep hate if you want
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| Fuck you, I’m rollin' this joint
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| (I came up, now you mad at shit)
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| Got a bigger crib with a dope car and a better bitch, yeah yeah yeah
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| I don’t give a shit, It’s the life I live, you can suck my dick (I came up,
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| now you mad at shit)
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| Every day is lit, I’m positive, fuck the bullshit
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| Spinnin' back the days, spinnin' back them all, now I only get big tips (I came
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| up, now you mad at shit)
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| Let’s get high, don’t ask «Why?», I like that shit
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| I’m blowin' nose, blowin' dope, now, what you know? |
| (I came up, now you mad at
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| shit)
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| Yeah, I know I’m such a ho but I work my ass off
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| I can’t be told, all my shit’s gold and your shit’s old (I came up,
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| now you mad at shit)
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| Haters, they always bullshittin'
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| You gotta stick to what you do (You gotta stick to what you do)
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| Haters, they always bullshittin'
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| You gotta stick to what you do (You gotta stick to what you do) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Corn Balls , by - Azizi Gibson. Song from the album Stay The pHuck Out My Bubble, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп