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+bless+ (ms) - no limit كلمات أغنية

[chorus: _bless_]
sh_t ain’t sweet like some lemons, yuh (yeah)
balenci’ on me, on my linens, yuh (yeah, yeah)
goin’ overboard, push the limit, yuh (yeah)
i ran up my money, ran my digits up (yeah, yeah)
sh_t ain’t sweet like some lemons, yuh (yeah)
balenci’ on me, on my linens, yuh (yeah, yeah)
goin’ overboard, push the limit, yuh (yeah)
i ran up my money, ran my digits up (yeah, yeah)

[verse 1: _bless_]
yeah, tell them bring they friends, ooh
i brought [?], yeah, i need bunch of tens, uh
pull out nine times outta nine to ten (ooh_wee_ooh)
you get slimеd out, f_ckin’ pop at your mans (ooh_woo)
made a double l but it’s still not enough
why you on my mind? you been f_ckin’ it up
[?] into thе beat, got buckets of drugs
my plug ran outta percs, so i’m poppin’ the top (yeah, yeah)
these ain’t mike amiri jeans, they made in j_pan (j_pan)
i made fifty grand just from whippin’ the pan (i whip the pan)
got the trap jumpin’, we just made yo’ advance (yo’ advance)
strap make him fly, yeah, call him peter pan

[chorus: _bless_]
sh_t ain’t sweet like some lemons, yuh
balenci’ on me, on my linens, yuh
goin’ overboard, push the limit, yuh
i ran up my money, ran my digits up
sh_t ain’t sweet like some lemons, yuh (yeah)
balenci’ on me, on my linens, yuh (yeah, yeah)
goin’ overboard, push the limit, yuh (yeah)
i ran up my money, ran my digits up (yeah, yeah)
[verse 2: _bless_ with 29hundrrd]
no, you ain’t with that, yeah (woo)
i just did it, yeah
f_ck a naysayer (yeah)
i don’t play fair
dump in that, i can’t share
you knew i was a player
yeah, you know i ain’t no f_ckin’ simp (yeah)
backhand a b_tch for talkin’ sh_t, feel like a pimp (yeah)
i was broke as h_ll, i was eatin’ noodles, not shrimp (yeah)
when i put this heater to your face, you can’t turn down the temp (yeah)
i might go and wrap the jag all matte black, make it five plus six, yeah
the money i make in a day, i give ’em a year, they ain’t makin’ a cent
told my b_tch to go all natural ’cause i love the way it sit (sit)
i called up my evil twin, told 29 hop on this b_tch

[verse 3: 29hundrrd]
yeah, i’m takin’ percs and adderall
yeah, put ’em in a line and i’ma take ’em all
yeah, yo’ b_tch wearin’ vans ’cause she off the wall
yeah, i don’t f_ck with fakes, my b_tch all natural
yeah, triple homicide, i got collaterals
yeah, i act way too dumb but i’m a know_it_all
i’m a know_it_all, huh, take her to the mall, huh
drop a hunnid thousand dollars, she deserve it all
my pocket biggie smalls, yo’ pocket lookin’ small
chain swingin’ while i f_ck her, know these diamonds large
29 up in charge, 29 sh_t so hard
[verse 4: _bless_]
yeah, 29 on this sh_t, so you know that it’s a hit (yeah)
know i run this b_tch like i’m [?] out more bricks
she dropped it low, made it easy ’cause it drive they f_ckin’ sticks
yeah, beat that boy like breezy ’cause you know i’m with the sh_ts
put some holes up in his stomach, make that motherf_cker sh_t
i don’t like bbls, don’t like how they sit
he an npc, he not real, he don’t even exist

[outro: _bless_]
yeah, yeah

- bless ms

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