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amu henry smalls - march madness كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
grah
what? henry smalls! (yoo rdotty!)
like what! like what!
too edgy
let me talk to them
baow
ahhhh

[hook]
hold up
ball on the floor
bro in the spot trying to score
mask up and we ready for war
call the edgys we knock down the door
better know we up next
you dropped the ball where you at
you talked, flexed a few checks
that was then, now your whole carer in a pack

[verse]
and i won’t say his name
he a snitch, he should be in the pound
he just mad cause n____s forgot him
ain’t no way for him to get around
just because you got yourself an ego
that doеsn’t mean that your better than mе
but let’s not forget
you got fliped, i had you on the ground
why would you lie?
bruh lost his food and he cried
and we used be cool, till he switched up
you don’t know how i’m feelin’ inside
bruh wanna rat on my art
okay, s__t gettin’ dark
either way i’m the king of this city
n____s fearin’ my name from newark
they got my s__t in the club
she a thot, i got her to bounce
i’m the craziest audily
you might catch me rappin’ over house
but my voice go better over breakbeat
she a dub, but she couldn’t break me
f__k her so good, she was screamin’ take me
gropin’ her a_s, she was saying save me
but it’s just in the bedroom, all the love she gave me
first time we f____d, felt like she trying to rape me
she callin’ me ugly, said she couldn’t date me
she moanin’ my name, but she sayin’ she hate me
i did her good, she had to do me wrong, like
no we cannot get along
i was bumpin’ my s__t, you was spamming the gong
then you cried when i mentioned your name in a song
you fake, you really a rat
wanna snitch, then diss, man i know where you at
oh, that’s my deads in yo pack?
man you got hit, better stop all that cap
too many messages, i felt the rump, like
i’m trying to smoke donald trump
ugly, face lookin’ like a rump
wanna text me again? ok you gettin jumped
take a trip to d.c
lookin’ for d.t
then go dump
man you do not get it
your girfriend so tight
but she got a repute as a frump
i’m goin’ back on my distro
i’m countin’ up green
and i feel like the kid
you wanna hate, because i’m goin’ up
man it’s not my fault that you and me on the skids
bruh wanna rap on his iphone
his girlfriend so tough, and she keep callin my phone
you think you ballin’ like jimmy butler
i put in work, feel like butler’s butler
and i’m buggin’ out, need to be touched more
i got a baddie, she wanna suck me up more
i hooped from downtown, you couldn’t score three
you a dumbnut, bro you a bore to me
[hook]
hold up
ball on the floor
bro in the spot trying to score
mask up and we ready for war
call the edgys we knock down the door
better know we up next
you dropped the ball where you at
you talked, flexed a few checks
that was then, now your whole carer in a pack

[outro]
rdottyboom!

- amu henry smalls

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