| Yung Lan on the track
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| Trauma Tone
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| Young Jefe holmes
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| I used to sleep in them trenches
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| Now I’m in a house on the water
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| My bitch she a pretty New Yorker
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| No none of you cannot afford her
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| 'Cause she need a nigga that spoil her
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| I want her to give me a daughter
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| Bitch I got some goons in New Orleans
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| And they shoot them choppers and forties
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| I used to in the alley, where all of my niggas caught bodies
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| And they lost they foot in the sorry street
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| I needed my niggas beside me
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| Young Jefe, I’m a boss
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| No none of these niggas can fire me
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| And she let me get all her trust
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| Now she doing too much entirely
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| Girl how could you ever get tired of me?
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| Girl look at my face, don’t you lie to me
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| I knew that they wasn’t gon' ride for me
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| They lied when they told me they proud of me
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| Bitch I really came up from poverty
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| Know you just in love with my salary
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| Now I don’t smoke shit but that Cali weed
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| We mobbin' deep, I’m a prodigy
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| This shit that I got on, you can’t afford this
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| I just left from Paris, bonjour bitch
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| I promise you don’t want to go to war bitch
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| I just got a chopper, came with four clips
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| Gave that girl a home, she was an orphan
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| Please leave me alone, I’m on some more shit
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| I was dead broke, I’m tryna make the Forbes list
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| Every time we get a check then we buy more clips
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| GG, king of DC
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| Pull in my new whip on a fuck nigga like beep beep
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| Chopper hold a hundred, guaranteed to get a three piece
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| Tell me do you want it, make us put that shit on repeat
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| She can make me shoot my gun, yeah she the only one
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| Don’t want to be a player girl, feel like Big Pun
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| She shake her pom poms, tell a nigga uh-uh
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| She fuckin' with a don, she don’t need a son son, yeah
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| I come from the Yo girl, we say kill 'em all
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| Sold a lot of dope, yeah I fucked a lot of hoes
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| I rock a lot of gold and I rock a lot of shows
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| I rap 'bout how I’m trappin' but it feel like rock and roll
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| This shit that I got on, you can’t afford this
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| I just left from Paris, bonjour bitch
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| I promise you don’t want to go to war bitch
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| I just got a chopper, came with four clips
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| Gave that girl a home, she was an orphan
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| Please leave me alone, I’m on some more shit
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| I was dead broke, I’m tryna make the Forbes list
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| Every time we get a check then we buy more clips |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song More Clips , by - Shy Glizzy. Song from the album Quiet Storm, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп