| Yeah
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| Young Jefe, oh
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| I just spend a whole ten, yeah
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| I just spend a whole ten, put me in the zone (Woo)
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| Tired of seein' me text you, when you always on your phone (Brr)
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| She knew I was a dog but yet she still gon' let me bone (Uh-uh-uh)
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| You fuckin' with the mob that mean you with it right or wrong (Mob)
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| I just spend a whole ten, put me in the zone (Woo)
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| She sent me a DM, how she know I love thongs?
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| She fucked a real nigga, she ain’t ever comin' home
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| Girl, do you love Lil' Glizzy? |
| Is you with me right or wrong?
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| All that talkin' bullshit, they ain’t really 'bout nothin' (No, no)
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| She tell a nigga cappin', where I’m from they call it bluffin' (No cap)
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| If she let me fuck it, I might take that bitch to (Ooh)
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| Take her away from the rockets, I might take her out to bucket (Yeah)
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| Little slimey, check her she doin' (Guap)
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| And you can’t come to South 'cause we be on some grimey (Southside)
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| I’m the king of if you don’t say so you a bitch (What?)
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| She had all type of niggas but she don’t know what kind is this (Ayy)
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| She come from Toronto, yeah I take her to my jungle (Yeah)
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| That '42 get to you girl, let’s get ride home (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
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| She a baddie, yeah she on me, yeah
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| She my lil' Rapunzel
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| I’m a savage but I’m humble, yeah that money come in bundles (Woo)
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| I just spend a whole ten, put me in the zone (Woah)
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| Tired of seein' me text you, when you always on your phone (Uh, brr)
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| She knew I was a dog but yet she still gon' let me bone (Woo)
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| You fuckin' with the mob that mean you with it right or wrong (Mob)
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| I just spend a whole ten, put me in the zone (Damn, damn)
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| She sent me a DM, how she know I love thongs?
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| She fuck a real nigga, she ain’t ever comin' home
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| Girl, do you love Lil' Glizzy? |
| Is you with me right or wrong?
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| I might give that girl that DM, right I hit it on the floor (Floor)
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| Take that girl to MIA, she never comin' home (Home)
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| Her boyfriend keep actin' tough, that boy be bluffin' on the phone (Phone)
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| Why you worried 'bout us? |
| I took her on a trip to Rome (Rome)
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| You better be lucky, you take a lil' blow
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| And ain’t take no four-four (Bah)
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| And I have me about, um, four
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| Load the mini coupe like a four-door, yeah
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| Tellin' me somethin' (Somethin')
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| Tellin' me somethin' that I wanna hear
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| No one will know, baby, I am right here
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| Who put that in your head? |
| That I don’t care
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| Who put that in your head? |
| God, I swear
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| Who put that in your head? |
| Like to fake
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| She give me head, she can’t feel her legs (What?)
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| She on her knees, she can’t feel her legs, uh
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| I’m off the Perky, can’t feel my back
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| Poppin' them pills like the packs
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| I’m rockin' that Gucci, I’m rockin' that Louis
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| I’m rockin' that Prada, like they broke, yeah
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| I just spend a whole ten, put me in the zone (Woah)
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| Tired of seein' me text you, when you always on your phone (Uh, brr)
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| She knew I was a dog but yet she still gon' let me bone (Woo)
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| You fuckin' with the mob that mean you with it right or wrong (Mob)
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| I just spend a whole ten, put me in the zone (Damn, damn)
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| She sent me a DM, how she know I love thongs?
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| She fuck a real nigga, she ain’t ever comin' home (Ayy)
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| Girl, do you love Lil' Glizzy? |
| Is you with me right or wrong? |
| (Ayy, ayy, ayy) |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Right Or Wrong, artist - Shy Glizzy. Album song Young Jefe 3, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп