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blu & oh no - liquor store lyrics
[verse: blu, donel smokes & cashus king]
man, n-gg-s got me f-cked up
n-gg-s think they finna get me for my sh-t?
n-gg-s busted my sh-t up and sh-t
call up my n-gg-, pick up this f-ckin’ phone
pick up, i’m ’bout to f-ck sh-t up
can’t believe these n-gg-s think
they finna come open my sh-t
n-gg-, smokes?
what up cousin? my phone buzzin’, you good?
what’s the science? i’m posted, writin’, about to burn this ‘wood
n-gg-, bro, n-gg-, listen, n-gg-s busted in the party
you know the party i told you?
thought you was comin’, what the f-ck is up?
cash was there splittin’, n-gg-s came up in that b-tch
and sn-tched up all my sh-t, what the f-ck, n-gg-?
you playin’, word, cutty? some n-gg-s tried to get with you?
cashus, why don’t you call him, too? we can burn ’em, what the situ’?
aight, let me call him up, hold up
two, one, three
three, two, three
six, one oh, yo, n-gg-, pick up the phone, yo
what up, my g? i’m gettin’ weeded, ’bout to airborne
f-ck that fistfightin’, we gunfightin’, ain’t no fair ones
b-mp that, they violated, g, so annihilate they gs
’til they wavin’ white flags and shootin’ flare guns
that’s trill
n-gg-, chill, bro, yo, bro
my phone was on the whole time
hold on, got donel smokes on the other line, cuz
true
tell me what you wanna do, d’s ready with the strap
we gotta get ’em, let’s go get ’em then
hit a ninja back, peace
aight, listen
call the homies, knowledge, wisdom, understandin’
get the goods back to the hood, covert plottin’ and plannin’
ain’t n-body gettin’ over, h-ll’s hot, but gettin’ colder
on my mama, they want the drama, they could holler at jehovah
[interlude]
b-tch!
you need to shut the f-ck up, you don’t even know me, b-tch
f-ck
you want i’m a motherf-ckin’ b-tch?
yeah
know i’m a b-tch
i know
yeah, so walk out, b-tch
i know you are
you want- am i a b-tch?
i know you are
n-gg-, i’ll lock yo’ -ss out
you smell like sh-t
smell like what?
what you gon’ do?
i’ll lock yo’ motherf-ckin’ -ss out, b-tch
that’s on my dead grandmama, cuz
i smell like what?
we can go to-
i smell like what? say it again
so i can knock your -ss out
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