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blackedy - not allowed (remix) كلمات أغنية

(i love you, i love you)

(chorus)
yo, look
she told me that she got a man but i still hit bro how that work? (yea how that work n_gga)
all of that yappin yous a fan you talkin sh_t it’s not gon hurt (it’s not gon hurt n_gga)
matty boys on the fit, spent like $600 onna shirt (like $600 onna shirt), phew
roll up a 3.5 and spark it up, no heart i park it up (park it up n_gga)
i had that sh_t in the car i tried the key this sh_t not startin up (not startin up)
i gotta cool down i be poppin my sh_t i just gotta charge it up (charge it up n_gga)
yea i can’t feel my face i feel like the weekend, cali strain i be tweakin (tweakin)
dukes she gotta be proud, bro i be seein the clouds (seein the clouds)
only hang with specific n_ggas all them goofy n_ggas not allowed (not allowed)

(blackedy)
i gotta kick the spliff i think i’m smokin too d_mn much (too d_mn clutch)
made the shot i’m too d_mn clutch (too d_mn clutch)
play this sh_t differеnt like two hand touch (two hand touch)
n_gga this sh_t took time but ain’t no rushin, fine sh_t i got hеr blushin (got her blushin)
she get nasty so disgustin fake ass chain yo sh_t sh_t is rustin (yo sh_t is rustin)
i can’t take you serious fine lil sh_t she feelin my pants she get to so d_mn curious (so d_mn curious)
she like me mysterious, full ride n_gga but i gotta bag
please don’t think i’m just a goof, off that paxk i can’t even function n_gga i’m higher than the roof (higher than the roof)

(your stepdad)
yea, yea yea
bad b_tch slit her wrist yea, tell her to spill her truth (truth)
i got shooters you try springs, aim at your neck don’t speak your truth (sh_t!)
tryna point when he in the crowd, head tap n_gga like duck, duck, goose
blood gon shed it look like mild sauce n_ggas turnin yo tears to juice
said that you rich and to us we still ain’t get no proof (no cap)
just cause you down bad all the switchin up no excuse
i was f_ckin wit minute maids when my brodie dem died i was noose (sh_t!)
she was my mini bae till the xanax fried her loose
no bap, f_ck that milf my black all boost
yea yea yea
lightweight n_gga i’m f_cked up off this booze
yea yea
i’m not yo dad b_tch yea, tell me the truth
yea yea
i’m scarin the hoes cause i keep feelin the flu
she told me that she gotta man i treat that n_gga like kirk yea
yea, stepdad sh_t, black sh_t

- blackedy

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