| You stupid ass lil' boy
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| I was 16
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| Anything, after anything
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| Yeah, fuck you mean?
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| Know how my temper be
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| Know how my temper is
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| Then why would you ever wanna have… no
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| Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ayy
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| I was just 16 on a ten speed
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| Chasin' anything, after anything
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| Tryna get a lemon squeeze, nigga, fuck you mean?
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| A lot of energy, know how my temper be
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| Nigga, mentally, know how my temper is
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| So why would you ever wanna have differences?
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| CC in disbelief then we gon' send them this
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| We got an endless clip for all that in between
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| You gon' understand now, we ain’t doin' hands now
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| We gon' pull them fans out, knock a nigga vest off
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| Bitch, this ain’t no dance off, but I got the moves
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| So you can pull your best, I was suggestin' that you lose
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| My fat pants and the .40 on me, 'bout to corrupt my rules
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| Sipping lean on probation, yeah, I break a lot of rules
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| Hit the lot, no limitations, I’m a Percocet the mood
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| Bring a half, I make it whole, baking soda, I can do it
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| I’m gon' smoke, yeah, yeah, you dope
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| Gang had showed up at you door
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| I can hit you at you home, did my homework on your ho
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| She get off at work at 4, type of shit gon' get you gone
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| See my strap cause it was chrome
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| By the time it was the, oh
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| By the time you was a ghost
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| I was pullin' off in my Ghost
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| I’m meetin' up with my woes
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| We threw that young nigga a party, we celebrating this ho
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| I’m educatin' the kids, decapitatin' the grown
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| I celebrate with my bitch, she happy I made it up
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| Whats brackin', my baby love? |
| I’m happy we cakin' up
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| Cashin' on Wraiths on buds to stackin' while laying up
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| I love you, can’t say enough, you love me, okay, enough
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| I know you know what’s up, most of these niggas punks
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| We got foreigns in the slums, distractions from the drugs
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| Get that pack in from the plug and turn it to a run
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| Put that on my son, before I have one
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| I still ain’t got no kids, but I’m a role model
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| I’m with the shits, and everybody know 'bout it
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| The QP too weak, strap a roll out it
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| Anything I daydreamed about, know I went and got it
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| Niggas say you disrespect me, know how Skuba went 'bout it
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| Drink that drank above the bottle, then I slurp it in the bottle
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| Back that thing up out the driveway, then I hit the throttle
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| Different cities, servin' niggas like a drive-thru, huh
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| I was just 16 on a ten speed
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| Chasin' anything, after anything
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| Tryna get a lemon squeeze, nigga, fuck you mean?
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| A lot of energy, know how my temper be
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| Nigga, mentally, know how my temper is
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| So why would you ever wanna have differences?
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| CC in disbelief then we gon' send them this
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| We got an endless clip for all that in between |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Edmore , by - Sada Baby. Song from the album Bartier Bounty, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп