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babyface ray, icewear vezzo & gt - meg the stallion كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: babyface ray]
weigh it up, break it down
f_ck the plug, take him down
slime sittin’ down in that town, he’ll spin ya round
i been gettin’ dressed err’y day, i heard they stakin’ out (i heard they lookin’)
at least i got good fl!cks if they shake us down (b_tch)
i’ma be fresh as h_ll if the feds watchin’
we be in them streets, like a geek, we want every problem
i just spilled some lean on my sneaks, now they red bottoms
i ain’t f_ckin’ n_ggas hoes, i get the head out ’em (get the head off them b_tches)
yeah, i ain’t no g, i ain’t no crip, i ain’t no blood, i’m f_ckin’ wit’ ’em, sellin’ drugs though
yeah, i’m from the east, mile 6 to be exact but on the west, they show me love though

[verse 2]
(baow) gang, we goin’ shoot some (b_tch)
bought a thousand oranges, get my hoop on (get my hoop on)
open up that dracie, let it loose on ’em (baow, baow, baow)
ayy, gold sky dweller like a crouton (woo)
i keep sellin’ n_ggas cut and they keep comin’ back (they do)
the type of n_gga, if he up, i probably run his trap (he a p_ssy)
rolls prezi and this cuban, that’s a hunnid racks
i got bad habits with this ratchet, always double back
(stop right there)
b_tch, i’m already rich (draco)
he ain’t comin’ 41, he got a petty wrist
i gotta step on it again, that’s how that fetty hit (skrrt)
i just went to gary’s, spent two_hunnid, b_tch, i’m heavy wit’ it
get a bag and buss her down, it’s tryna feed the streets
n_gga, i was ballin’ back when we was gmb (on god)
ayy, crib so big, this b_tch a b’nb
rose yacht master, 42, b_tch, like i’m cmg
[verse 3]
ayy, f_cked up barney’s ’til they shut the doors on it
copped a plain, got it sprayed, r.i.p my n_gga soda
copped a bag from l.a, changed the area code on it
glock stuffed with a .50, i’m like, “show me my opponent”
new prezi, pour some drink just so i can spill it on it
broke an audemars plain but he spent a benz on it
we in the m club with some bears, you a cub
you could throw me in the jungle, i’ll come out it minked up

[verse 4]
blow money, find the time then we sittin’ down
i had my fiend go up top for a quarter ounce
this the third time they spinned around, pack it up and bounce
out the way, a hundred_eighty days, you gon’ make it out

[verse 5]
i can spend 5000, tell the goons, “go solve my problems”
you just gettin’ allowance, pump yo’ breaks, n_gga, pay some homage
we got whatever you coppin’, brown squares but it ain’t chocolate
don’t look for the sh_t i’m rockin’, it’s hard to find just like bin laden
look in my bag, all fiftys, twenties, it look like cosmo and wanda
when i mix the food, n_gga, you can’t watch me, this ain’t benihana (skrrt)
if i find out n_gga hatin’ on gang, f_ck his baby mama (yeah)
i told that n_gga i’m talkin’ paper, he tried to change the topic
she said why i’m wearing a bag? the dark sh_t can’t even fit in my pocket
if rap don’t work, i’ma be in the feds, eatin’ steak and lobster
i can take your girl, make it swell like i switched her diet (ayy)
look in my cup, b_tch so thick, look like meg thee stallion

- babyface ray icewear vezzo gt

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