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bikini bottom - lefty gunplay & rjmrla كلمات أغنية

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[intro: lefty gunplay]]
i got asthma, fool
d_mn james!
my asthma′s all bad, man (d_mn, man)
no, no, no, do it, do it, that’s enough, bro, look
dolla $ign, dolla $ign
oh, sh_t, that′s my inhaler right there
on the set
and we been patiently waitin’ to blow
yeah, look

[verse 1: lefty gunplay]
catch me sniffin’ on keys, blow my sh_t back
yeah, what? on the gang
i′m the one who gave that lame_ass fool a sh_t bang
yeah, on the gang
where you from? where you hang at?
yeah, sub_zero mode
yeah, on the gang, 44

[chorus: lefty gunplay]
and have you ever been in county jail and heard yourself on the radio?
ever been embarrassed you grew up livin′ in mobile homes?
i grew up in poverty, in and out of them group homes
badass kid, i hung around with a bad bunch
i remember packin’ a bag of weed in my sack lunch
better back up ′cause in my neighborhood, said i’m strapped up
act up, call your boyfriend down before we slap cuffs
i was paranoid in the pit when i had to stab ′em
[verse 2: lefty gunplay]
malcolm in the middle, i’ma k!ll ′em with the passion
i’m always in the middle when the g ride, when i’m blastin′
pretty boy_ass, f_ck with a pistol and a bad b_tch
crack a b_tch on ig and break her heart with a passion
saint laurent white tee, chuck taylors, i′m saggin’
said that i′m her favorite rapper, how the f_ck that happen?
it’s thug life through a nine in bikini bottom
every once in a while, i try to be a better father
and if you wanna be my b_tch, i′ll buy you red bottoms
and if this sh_t hit the fan and i go back to the bottom
is you gon’ be there for me, girl, and help me fix my problems?
and if you ever see me in the hood, there ain′t no squabbin’
31 flavors in that thing like if i’m baskin_robbins
i keep thirty rounds in the clip and keep one in the noggin′
sub_zero mode, on the gang

[chorus: lefty gunplay & rjmrla]
and have you ever been in county jail and heard yourself on the radio?
ever been embarrassed you grew up livin′ in mobile homes?
i grew up in poverty, in and out of them group homes
badass kid, i hung around with a bad bunch
i remember packin’ a bag of weed in my sack lunch
better back up ′cause in my neighborhood, said i’m strapped up
act up, call your boyfriend down before we slap cuffs (rj)
i was paranoid in the pit when i had to stab ′em
[verse 3: rjmrla]
ayy, n_ggas auditionin’ for a sentence or a death wish (uh_uh)
i just bought tina some titties and a new necklace (frrt)
business is business, i′m scratchin’ travis off the checklist (yeah)
newport money, i love to smoke, we can set_trip
bet it all (bet it all), plug a breeder, got the best dog (woo)
i like to rally up my eater like it’s pep talk
brett favre, i can quarterback the guards
you ever been in the county and heard your song on collect calls, n_gga? (uh_uh)
you ain′t as hard as you say you is, n_gga
shoot the cars that dababy′s in, n_gga
(boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
(boom, boom, boom, boom)
i know charisma, i know wavy, n_gga (uh_huh)
i know lefty, gunplay without aimin’, n_gga (rj)

[chorus: lefty gunplay]
and have you ever been in county jail and heard yourself on the radio?
ever been embarrassed you grew up livin′ in mobile homes?
i grew up in poverty, in and out of them group homes
badass kid, i hung around with a bad bunch
i remember packin’ a bag of weed in my sack lunch
better back up ′cause in my neighborhood, said i’m strapped up
act up, call your boyfriend down before we slap cuffs
i was paranoid in the pit when i had to stab ′em
have you ever been in county jail and heard yourself on the radio?
ever been embarrassed you grew up livin’ in mobile homes?
i grew up in poverty, in and out of them group homes
badass kid, i hung around with a bad bunch

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