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bloodie & dudeylo - bow bow كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
ahh ahh ahh n_gga
free dee, n_gga, free banga, n_gga
free at, free all the guys
free rundown, n_gga
free lil shawn, you heard
free sb go kuu with that, n_gga
n_ggas know what’s up, n_gga
hardheaded, baby
free the f_ckin’_, yo, where he goin’? c’mere!
ayo, eli, what the f_ck?

[chorus: dudeylo]
it was free me, living good in my head
like, i got booked movin’ hot, tryna catch one
bro missed a shot but i told him, “the next one
“next one gon’ send him to heaven”
b_tches get neaky off casa’ and julio
she a freak, tryna f_ck in the studio
now i’m tryna roll up that block gettin’ stupido
rip wick, sendin’ shots like he rubio
any block you can name, we took trips there
on the 7ev, 7 deep and we went there
143rd on they side, we took pics there
word to bro, we got multiple hits there
free banga gon’ bang, n_ggas know how he get there
bro threw a shot and he missed there
hop out, flock at a wig there
baow, baow, baow
[verse: dudeylo]
called up my crip, put the ski on
i’m like “bro, i can’t see, put the beam on”
48 him, he thought that i threw
when i’m wavin’ this, you better move
i smoke woo, gpop, loose
c_hii a d_ck, n_gga died for the smooch
i’m like ruth, pass me the tool
you can ask the big bros if i really go ku
c blu a d_ck, need to stop it
him and ob, they be mad over_ ahh ahh
like, whatever she need, then i got her
spoil her just like her father
you can f_ck her but i f_ck her harder
bad lil’ b_tch, she from harlem
top 5 like she one of my starters
she tell me wait, but i tell her just_

[verse 2: bloodie]
try to spin, you get put on that list
lotti, dead in a spliff
kurt, runnin’, grabbin’ his chin
free banga, gon’ hop out and bend
ahh ahh, know banga gon’ hop out and send
flip a car if that sh_t got tints
i’m trollin’ his block, bro who wanna get whipped?
see a shark, i might knock off a fin
throw a shot, tellin’ roscoe i sent
see a range and it flipped
through that block he got hit in his hip
i can’t lack for no b_tch
more than 30 when i’m rockin’ the wrist
he tried to reach and he hit
franky, shot, spun with no grip
bro i emptied the clip
[chorus: dudeylo]
it was free me, living good in my head
like, i got booked movin’ hot, tryna catch one
bro missed a shot but i told him, “the next one
“next one gon’ send him to heaven”
b_tches get neaky off casa’ and julio
she a freak, tryna f_ck in the studio
now i’m tryna roll up that block gettin’ stupido
rip wick, sendin’ shots like he rubio
any block you can name, we took trips there
on the 7ev, 7 deep and we went there
143rd on they side, we took pics there
word to bro, we got multiple hits there
free banga gon’ bang, n_ggas know how he get there
bro threw a shot and he missed there
hop out, flock at a wig there
baow, baow, baow

[outro]
it was free me, living good in my head
like, i got booked movin’ hot, tryna catch one
bro missed a shot but i told him, “the next one
“next one gon’ send him to heaven”
b_tches get neaky off casa’ and julio
she a freak, tryna f_ck in the studio
now i’m tryna roll up that block gettin’ stupido
rip wick, sendin’ shots like he rubio

- bloodie dudeylo

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