| Yeah, I’m bangin' red, but my beat came from Bloublood
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| You already know I’m going hard, I ain’t rushing, I ain’t got time
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| Tripping 'bout it, I rather take my time
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| You can think what you wanna think, but you don’t know me
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| That’s all that matter, figure out the puzzle, put the pieces together
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| I’m tryna 'bide by, I’m tryna see what my partner’dem want
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| I already know where I’m goin'
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| Put so many niggas on, I ain’t even want a acorn
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| Go get the money, don’t worry bout no opp
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| I got your backbone, been pure hearted since I was born
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| One and done, free a young slime
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| I just wanna see y’all niggas shine
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| And you know we eating that beef right up like fuckin' pork rinds
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| I could discombobulate it, I ain’t never ever gotta sell rhyme
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| (Ya dig)
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| I know y’all be rapping about your life but some shit false (Know y’all niggas)
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| Some shit flawed, and my shit so solid, I won’t talk (Shhh)
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| So many do ones on me, please ball (Don't wanna)
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| I’ma made nigga, I never ever ever wanna ball (Never ever, never ever would)
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| Let the beat breathe, yeah (Ha, ha, ha, wow)
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| You ain’t my breed, nah (Never)
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| Hundred-fifty on me, how you living? |
| (Hundred-fifty on me)
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| You slime a nigga out, it’s slatt business (Slatt business, slatt, slatt)
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| I’m needing you like a kidney (Sheesh)
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| Yes I’m and
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| Please don’t play with my racks, 'cause we gon' spit like Lil Dicky
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| Treat that pussy like grave, I dig it (Oh my God)
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| I’m tryna 'bide by, I’m tryna see what my partner’dem want
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| I already know where I’m goin'
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| Put so many niggas on, I ain’t even want a acorn
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| Go get the money, don’t worry bout no opp
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| I got your backbone, been pure hearted since I was born
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| One and done, free a young slime
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| I just wanna see y’all niggas shine
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| And you know we eating that beef right up like fuckin' pork rinds
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| I could discombobulate it, I ain’t never ever gotta sell rhyme
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| (Ya dig)
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| Miss up this shit if you want (Yeah)
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| All of my niggas transform (Transform)
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| My bitch, she loving my cum (Love me)
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| I pull a stick up, I ride with the stick tucked
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| I keep me a choppa, Sudam (Ha)
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| I kilo my ear with my karats
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| A six and half and they cost a few 'hun (Ha, ha, yeah)
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| I know niggas talking about what they gon' do when it’s cap, cap
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| I knew to keep my mouth closed since a kid, yeah 'lil rascals
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| I know to keep a bad girl and she loving my fung-shue (I know)
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| I know ain’t talkin' roof, but a nigga coming with all shade
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| First hundred bands, went crazy (Yeah)
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| First deal, had a nigga shit crazy (Yeah)
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| Type of money make your man go crazy (Yee)
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| Nigga, in my neighborhood I’m Jay-Z (Jay-Z)
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| Two tone, I fuck 'em both and I ain’t ever be lazy (Lazy)
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| I still remember my first time, brazy (Yeah)
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| I sent the jet to take 'em back to AZ
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| I’m tryna 'bide by, I’m tryna see what my partner’dem want
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| I already know where I’m goin'
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| Put so many niggas on, I ain’t even want a acorn
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| Go get the money, don’t worry bout no opp
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| I got your backbone, been pure hearted since I was born
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| One and done, free a young slime
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| I just wanna see y’all niggas shine
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| And you know we eating that beef right up like fuckin' pork rinds
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| I could discombobulate it, I ain’t never ever gotta sell rhyme
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| (Ya dig) |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wanna See You, artist - Lil Keed. Album song Trapped On Cleveland 3, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп