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buddy – ain’t sweet كلمات اغاني

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[intro]
no brick, i gotta get point
ayy

[chorus: buddy]
this sh_t ain’t cheap (cheap)
n_gga, this sh_t ain’t sweet (sweet)
she mad her n_gga ain’t me (ain’t me)
he soft, that n_gga ain’t street (eugh)
who want beef? (beef)
got bread, got lettuce, got cheese (got cheese)
og’s only smoke og (yeah)
f_ck your blunt, that sh_t ain’t weed (eugh)

[verse 1: buddy]
your sh_t ain’t hot, it’s cold (it’s cold)
that b_tch ain’t new, she old (she old)
that n_gga ain’t rich, he broke (he broke)
not feelin’ it, no
my sh_t ain’t clean (clean)
it’s dirty (dirty), she dirty (dirty)
she’s thirsty (thirsty), reversed it (reversed it)
she twerkin’ (twerkin’), she perfect, ayy

[chorus: buddy]
this sh_t ain’t cheap (cheap)
n_gga, this sh_t ain’t sweet (sweet)
she mad her n_gga ain’t me (ain’t me)
he soft, that n_gga ain’t street (eugh)
who want beef? (beef)
got bread, got lettuce, got cheese (got cheese)
og’s only smoke og (yeah)
f_ck your blunt, that sh_t ain’t weed (eugh)

[bridge: buddy]
i’m ’bout to roll this motherf_ckin’ blunt
all of these hoes keep hittin’ me up
we mixin’ potions down in the dungeon
all of this money, still never enough

[verse 2: matt ox]
hold up, got my doors up
rolls up with the window up
hop in the rover, no i don’t know ya
diamonds get colder, my neck on frozen
i got my own bucks, no, i don’t owe ya
he rat on everybody, and i been told ya
i’ma catch blow up, blow up, blow up
your pockets gettin’ lower, lower, lower
right what i told ya, i get my dough up
that boy a folder, no, he don’t know us
your money move slower, you gotta get closer
you burn like a toaster, hop at the roasker
i’ma just go first, in no he_rs_
i don’t know her, but she got posters
she want me to post her, she want me to go flirt
but i know she just want cash up in her purse

[chorus: buddy]
this sh_t ain’t cheap (cheap)
n_gga, this sh_t ain’t sweet (sweet)
she mad her n_gga ain’t me (ain’t me)
he soft, that n_gga ain’t street (eugh)
who want beef? (beef)
got bread, got lettuce, got cheese (got cheese)
og’s only smoke og (yeah)
f_ck your blunt, that sh_t ain’t weed (eugh)

[bridge: buddy]
i’m ’bout to roll this motherf_ckin’ blunt
all of these hoes keep hittin’ me up
we mixin’ potions down in the dungeon
all of this money, still never enough
i’m ’bout to roll this motherf_ckin’ blunt
all of these hoes keep hittin’ me up
we mixin’ potions down in the dungeon
all of this money, still never enough

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