| Shit, we just got them snatched, this shit trippin'
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| You tell these niggas that right now, ayy man, what’s up?
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| Started with a penny, now it’s racked up to a million (Woo)
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| Rappin' rappin' niggas can’t compare, they like my children (Yeah)
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| I know bitches tryna get it, know a nigga 'cause he’s livin'
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| You a Honda Civic whipper, in my (In what?) chameleon (Hey)
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| We should start a group and we can call it new edition
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| Maybe we can do it different, prolly make a hundred million (Yeah)
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| I come from a place between the bricks where it was hard at (Woo)
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| Whenever I ain’t around, they talkin' flower, had to fall back (Oh)
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| Wrist a Honda Civic, Lamborghini huh (Lamborghini's)
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| We get plenty of pussy (Uh), nah-nah-nah-nah (Nah-nah-nah-nah)
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| Don’t you call me with it (Don't you call me with it)
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| Boss nigga, we don’t talk 'bout chickens (Brr, brr), nah-nah-nah-nah
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| My Rolls Royce in the projects, they look at me like I’m God
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| Don’t ask me 'bout no such and such, don’t speak about no charge
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| I just stack my money different, every 10 go in a rubber band
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| Too much attention on these rappers, fuck it, we go where they mad
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| Some shit I don’t understand, I go get it, I never ask
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| I don’t condone that robbin, but if you slime suggest you wear a mask
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| Shoot my niggas and my bitches, I like players, you buy 'em all back
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| Wish I would’ve answered for the homies that I can’t call back
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| Started with a penny, now it’s racked up to a million (Woo)
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| Rappin' rappin' niggas can’t compare, they like my children (Yeah)
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| I know bitches tryna get it, know a nigga 'cause he’s livin'
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| You a Honda Civic whipper, in my (In what?) chameleon (Hey)
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| We should start a group and call it new edition
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| Maybe we can do it different, prolly make a hundred million (Yeah)
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| I come from a place between the bricks where it was hard at (Woo)
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| Whenever I ain’t around, they talkin' flower, had to fall back (Oh)
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| My dawgs just lost his dawg into the system, it got me fucked up
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| I can’t tell 'em nothin' negative, so I told 'em, he gon' luck up
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| Had a bittersweet birthday, got a bad call in a Rolls truck (What?)
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| Red guzzler, watermelon, that’s spaghetti and some ketchup (Hey)
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| All my niggas leavin' me, this shit got me depressed (Woah)
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| Thought he was gon' wreck the Maserati or the 'Vette
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| But he on the yard with the old dawgs, they a wreck (Huh)
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| I missed a court call when they said
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| No more fake text messages, leave 'em all on read (Yeah)
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| In this gangster bullshit, but they payed him, so I fled (Fled)
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| Cartier ear rings, like I be hearin' what they said (Yeah)
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| Keep this shit two sided, I spent millions on my family (Woo)
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| None of that shit promised, I pay cash, I take chances (Woo)
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| I don’t understand nothin' then I don’t want no advance
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| Blood on these diamonds, they look go, they dance
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| Big truck pull up like a blue ambulance
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| Started with a penny, now it’s racked up to a million (Woo)
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| Rappin' rappin' niggas can’t compare, they like my children (Yeah)
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| I know bitches tryna get it, know a nigga 'cause he’s livin'
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| You a Honda Civic whipper, in my (In what?) chameleon (Hey)
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| We should start a group and call it new edition
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| Maybe we can do it different, prolly make a hundred million (Yeah)
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| I come from a place between the bricks where it was hard at (Woo)
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| Whenever I ain’t around, they talkin' flower, had to fall back (Oh) |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song We Should, artist - Lil Baby. Album song My Turn, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп