| Roll up in my whoop
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| Dolo in my whoop, yah
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| When yo shift end?
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| Baby, let’s get shitfaced
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| Hit the road and make some mistakes
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| Niggas call me «boy runs with snakes»
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| Get the racks and make her heart break
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| Hit the pack and then my heart race
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| Yeah, the room keep spinnin' like roulette
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| Make her choke until she blue face
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| Yeah, I keep juice in a cup
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| I keep a lot on my plate
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| I don’t get starstruck
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| Always run a lil late
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| 'Cause I know niggas gon' wait
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| Know what she did last summer
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| I got the freak on tape
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| She told you she was gay
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| Don’t give out my number
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| Niggas a waste
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| Always ask for favors
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| Grey leggings, I can read her lips
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| She say her coochie flavored, yeah
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| Bread in, help her count her tips
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| Bitch bought me Gucci blazer, young hot
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| Ooh, he keep that fire, that boy a hell-raiser
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| Mover, shaker, innovator
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| Take a bitch and renovate her, yeah
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| Send them packs in Winnebago, switch it up
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| Sing that shit, I’m fuckin' J-Lo
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| Beyoncé, I can see your fuckin' halo
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| Icy bitch, got Pisces bitch, I’m Galileo
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| Rally all my fuckin' kids
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| Put 'em on the playground
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| Fly her in, buss her down
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| Send her back on Greyhound
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| I created a fuckin' cult
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| I had niggas spellbound
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| Wanted me to buy her soul
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| Now she fuckin' hell-bound
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| Now she fuckin' hell-bound, yeah
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| Where you dance, girl? |
| Tryna throw all these ends
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| Give you my last, take it outta my hand
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| Fuck this lil mask, tryna small all your glands
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| I don’t give a fuck if them titties implants
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| Tryna throw my last on you, unload my past on you
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| Tell all my demons
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| I seen that ass on you
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| I couldn’t pass on you
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| When yo shift end?
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| Baby, let’s get shitfaced
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| Hit the road and make some mistakes
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| Niggas call me «boy runs with snakes»
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| Get the racks and make her heart break
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| Hit the pack and then my heart race
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| Yeah, the room keep spinnin' like roulette
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| But I’m still pourin' up that D’USSÉ
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| Yeah, I keep juice in a cup
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| I keep a lot on my plate
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| I don’t get starstruck
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| Always run a lil late
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| 'Cause I know niggas gon' wait
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| Know what she did last summer
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| I got the freak on tape
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| She told you she was gay
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| Don’t give out my number
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| Niggas a waste
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| Always ask for favors (Always ask for favors) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Boy Runs With Snakes , by - Father. Song from the album Come Outside, We Not Gone Jump You, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп