| Yeah
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| FreshDuzIt
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| Yeah
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| Huh? |
| Huh? |
| Huh?
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| I ain’t gon' say too much when a nigga speakin' on that hot shit
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| Fuck the police 'cause them bitches ain’t gon' stop shit
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| Oppositions mad, if they play they gettin' popped quick
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| Flyest nigga in the game, yeah, I’m a cockpit
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| Posted on Camelot with a hundred some shottas
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| I be swimmin' with the sharks, lil' nigga, you a lobster
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| Bullets heat a nigga up, like he eatin' on some pasta
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| And shout out to Kingston, I keep me some Rastas
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| My niggas trappin' out the bando, shout out to the Migos (The Migos)
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| If a nigga knock wrong, shoot him through the peephole (Grrah)
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| The trap always open, bitch, we ain’t never closed
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| We movin' them packs and we movin' them kilos
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| Step one, step two, do my dance in this bitch
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| Got a hundred some drums like a band in this bitch
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| Man, she keep on bitchin', all that naggin' and shit
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| Ho, shut the fuck up and just gag on this dick
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| I’m a side nigga, and I love when she swallow
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| If a nigga say something, hit him with a hollow
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| That glizzy (Yeah), knock your meat out your taco (Your taco)
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| Flexin' on these bitches, they call me Johnny Bravo
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| School of hard knocks, let me take you to class
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| My bitch is real skinny, but she got a lot of ass
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| I love counting money, I get a lot of cash
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| If you try to take it from me, his toe gon' have a tag, yeah
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| I ain’t gon' say too much when a nigga speakin' on that hot shit
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| Fuck the police 'cause them bitches ain’t gon' stop shit
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| Oppositions mad, if they play they gettin' popped quick
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| Flyest nigga in the game, yeah, I’m a cockpit
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| Posted on Camelot with a hundred some shottas
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| I be swimmin' with the sharks, lil' nigga, you a lobster
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| Bullets heat a nigga up, like he eatin' on some pasta
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| And shout out to Kingston, I keep me some Rastas
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| All up in the party, you know we keep them carbines (Them Carbines)
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| Bring a nigga chills like I work at Baskin-Robbins (Robbins)
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| I love Batman, but a young nigga robbin'
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| Firework show 'cause my niggas get to sparkin'
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| I’m a hothead, I’ll crash any second (Yeah)
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| He speakin' on who? |
| Send his bitch ass to heaven (To heaven)
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| Extended clips when we tote them MAC-11's (Uh-huh)
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| My niggas, they be Crippin', they be screamin' out them sevens (Crip)
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| Why you investigating me? |
| 'Cause I don’t know a thing
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| And I’ma always keep it solid, I’ll never sing
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| You know I’m Shotta Fam, always gotta rep the gang (Shotta)
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| He kept on dissin', so a nigga had to snatch his brain, huh? |
| (Gang, gang)
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| Had to snatch his brain, huh? |
| (Had to snatch that nigga brain)
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| I had to snatch his brain, yeah (Had to snatch that nigga brain)
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| I had to make it rain (Make that motherfucker rain)
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| R. Kelly, let that fuckin' chopper sing, yeah (Make it sing) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Camelot , by - NLE Choppa. Song from the album Top Shotta, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп