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1300saint - in trouble كلمات أغنية

[intro: nine vicious]
project
some of y’all still can’t keep up, on god
(say what?)

[verse 1: 1300saint & nine vicious]
hol’ up, who the f_ck told these lil’ n_ggas they slime, what the f_ck is they doing? (these n_ggas not slime)
hol’ up, gave that ho thirty_three shots to the back, i feel like patrick ewing
hol’ up, yeah, all i care ’bout is that guala, that guap, yeah, that’s all i’m pursuing, hol’ up (what?)
hol’ up, baby, just don’t use your t__th when you suck it, don’t do all that chewin’, hol’ up
[bridge: 1300saint & nine vicious]
let’s do it, let’s do it (woah)
let’s do it, let’s do it (woah)
let’s do it, let’s do it (woah, saint, talk to ’em)
let’s do it, let’s do it (uh, what?)
let’s do it, let’s do it (woah, what?)
let’s do it, let’s do it (woah, let’s go)
let’s do it, let’s do it (saint, talk to ’em, woah)
let’s do it, let’s do it

[chorus: 1300saint & nine vicious]
i put all my b_tches in a huddle (what?)
water drippin’ off my wrist, it leaves a puddle (let’s go)
you can’t even see the glock, it’s on me ’cause it’s subtle (’cause it’s subtle)
i got your b_tch poppin’ ass at the bubble (what?)
alyx bag, it look like a seat buckle (seat buckle)
you better pray for these lil’ n_ggas they in trouble (’cause they in trouble)
they in trouble, they in trouble
they in trouble, they in trouble
all that water jumpin’ out my wrist (sheesh)
shawty tryna suck me like a tick (sheesh)
i just blew a bag on a b_tch (sheesh, sheesh)
i just blew a bag on a b_tch (sheesh)
hit one time, that’s it (sheesh, what?)
i’m on some rockstar sh_t (sheesh, what?)
i’m on my rockstar sh_t (sheesh, what?)
i’ll make a cop car flip (sheesh)
[verse 2: 1300saint & nine vicious]
huh, i might pass out ’cause my b_tch is sum’ thick (what?)
she gon’ turn tables, she’s spinnin’ on it
cool hunnid, rick, i spent ten on my kicks
can’t explain how it feels to live like this
cdg, jpg, steppin’, lil’ b_tch
everything stop when i step in this b_tch (say what?)
you done went down since i left you, lil’ b_tch
better be happy, you met me lil’ b_tch
it’s too many problems, i got a lil’ richer
you better move smart, i’ma spark up my pistol
i’m tryna get all this sh_t out my system
i’m let off before you like early dismissal
take a trip to j_pan, i’ma go kick my feet up (what?)
she throwin’ that p_ssy to me, it get beat up (what?)
she think that i like her, i don’t even need her
two b_tches want me, i don’t know how i’ma keep up, on god (say what?)
on god, on god (what? what? what? )

- 1300saint

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