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breesco & young mondo - word of advice lyrics
[intro: young mondo]
wor_word of advice don’t trap where you stay
i’m with gorillas they’ll rip off your face
glock with extensions it came with a k
i just want money ain’t worried bout fame
these hoes be leaching, b_tch get out my face
i’m in the coupe tryna make me some plays
[verse 1: young mondo]
ridin’ around with this glock on my waist
shoot yo house up and leave with no trace
i know i’m the sh_t, but hoe keep it moving
either money or money cause b_tch i ain’t stupid
i popped me a perc and my dreams become lucid
so many bodies left these n_ggas clueless
gucci, balenci, versace, and fendi
designer on me and my diamonds cost plenty
i ain’t yo partner, h_ll nah, i ain’t friendly
lay yo ass out like yo name was flat stanley
can’t trust these hoes they be looking too manly
nasty lil shawty but she still real fancy
cuban and sweet, she love sucking d_ck
she shorter than me skinny, petite
he got left in the street, don’t tell the police
this xan got me geeked, trappin’ ain’t sweet
y’all n_ggas some b_tches y’all can’t f_ck with me
stop asking for money y’all n_ggas is tweaked
you not making money so you not on nothing
give me a 20, i’ll make it 100
my wrist gon’ be flooded, my neck gon’ be flooded
i’m chasing the money, ain’t worried bout nun
i told you to suck it now do as instructed
she eat up the d_ck while i’m thumbin’ through 100s
[verse 2: breesco]
word of advice don’t trap where you stay
i’m with gorillas they’ll rip off your face
glock with extensions it came with a k
i just want money ain’t worried bout fame
these hoes be leaching b_tch get out my face
i’m in the coupe tryna make me some plays
hop out the whip, this glock hit her lace
shoot up the party now that’s a cold case
know gang rock with me so b_tch keep it moving
cash or cash cause n_ggas ain’t goofy
smokin’ some za and now i can see through sh_t
so many b_tches my d_ck can’t do this
versace, versace, versace cologne all on my body
my cars ain’t rented
we movin’ in silence the whole city know us
so, you know my limo stay tinted
i’m something lil n_gga you ain’t
got all the guns i’m a big body tank
open this pack and you know that sh_t stank
call me tim duncan, i shoot me a bank
n_ggas trying to achieve a new rank
but i said f_ck that rub off the paint
bring the whole team up said i’m a saint
can’t keep a real n_gga locked up and chained
slidin’ down 75 with yo hoe
a mac_11, looked up to makaveli
these b_tches can’t never stress me
i wish one of these hoes would gon’ head try and test me
told her get in the mode cause she can’t fold
i said lil baby can i get the head please
i ain’t never froze this sh_t cold
pulled the strap, boom gave that n_gga brain freeze
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