| Yeah
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| Young Jefe, holmes
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| La música de Harry Fraud
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| We got automatics, no, we don’t need a manual
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| I like to rock animals with Eric Emanuel
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| Always late for dinner, she take too long at the vanity
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| This the life of a sinner, I use too much profanity
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| Fuck these haters, I can never get with 'em
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| I’ma keep stuntin' on these bitch ass niggas
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| Tryna hit me with that R.I.C.O., say it’s too many killers
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| They think I got the cheat code, I make too many millions
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| Thought that I was big 'til she looked in my eyes
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| Somebody said it’s pride, with these niggas, gotta lie
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| I’m way out in the wide, just with a vibe
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| Got a thick girl choppin' weed, yeah, just like a tide
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| I knew that you was fake, though, you shouldn’t have played, though
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| It always be your day one, one day, betray you
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| Tell 'em I take cash only, bitch, I got caseloads
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| My bitch, she get nasty for me, I gotta nail ho
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| Plain jane cost a bag, but I don’t like to brag
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| I only bought the Skydweller to make a nigga mad
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| Damn, they turned the back on me, made that choice too fast
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| I’m ballin' like an athlete, now they lookin' sad
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| We got automatics, no, we don’t need a manual
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| I like to rock animals with Eric Emanuel
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| Always late for dinner, she take too long at the vanity
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| This the life of a sinner, I use too much profanity
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| Fuck these haters, I can never get with 'em
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| I’ma keep stuntin' on these bitch ass niggas
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| Tryna hit me with that R.I.C.O., say it’s too many killers
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| They think I got the cheat code, I make too many millions
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| Shawty, she a diva, told me her secrets
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| They used to call me Quisey when I was leakin'
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| I tapped a lil' chica, she Puerto Rican
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| Saks Fifth and Neimans, yeah, that my weakness
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| Put up five mil' for my son
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| I’m tryna put up five mil' for my mom
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| Big house on the hill what I want
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| So when 12 come I can drop the F-bomb
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| And tell your ex come, she can bring her best friend
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| If I loan you money, gotta pay me extra
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| When my niggas ride, they don’t even dress up
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| We don’t even let you slide in the fuckin' Tesla, oh
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| We got automatics, no, we don’t need a manual
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| I like to rock animals with Eric Emanuel
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| Always late for dinner, she take too long at the vanity
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| This the life of a sinner, I use too much profanity
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| Fuck these haters, I can never get with 'em
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| I’ma keep stuntin' on these bitch ass niggas
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| Tryna hit me with that R.I.C.O., say it’s too many killers
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| They think I got the cheat code, I make too many millions |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Profanity , by - Shy Glizzy. Song from the album Aloha, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп