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ceo trayle - spare me كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(wes rudynvoski)
go, go, uh, 4
go, go, uh, uh 4
backdoor, backdoor, backdoor

[verse]
popped a p and kept it pushin’, thought they wasn’t lookin’ (ayy, yeah)
drove that double_r like a nascar, p_ssy (yeah, yeah)
this b_tch thought i wanted to smash her p_ssy (ayy)
i just want this b_tch to count this cash up, p_ssy (yeah, yeah)
if you gon’ k!ll him, lift yo’ mask up, p_ssy (yeah)
if you so player, you don’t ask for her p_ssy
got a pent house to take the b_tch, don’t f_ck in cars, p_ssy
but if she wanna f_ck, make sure it’s double_r’s, p_ssy (sound)
say i’m livin’ large, p_ssy
i’m gettin’ money, i don’t have to ‘flage, p_ssy
n_gga, you super p_ssy
took yo’ b_tch and, n_gga, i f_cked her, so i know you p_ssy
gave her back, n_gga, i didn’t cuff her, you can have that p_ssy
i just bought that p_ssy a couple bags
i just bought that p_ssy a couple flights from here and back
i just bought that p_ssy tom ford heels, she lookin’ bad
bought that p_ssy, i paid for her ’cause i got a sack
once i f_ck that p_ssy, b_tch, i’m gone, no lookin’ back
unless you can cook, i’m back
food good, i’m back, would you look at that? (uh)
ghost, pull up to the streets, what you lookin’ at? (uh)
kids playin’ bingo with the car, i’m lookin’ back (uh)
know these p_ssy n_ggas hatin’ and i’m seein’ that
say the trap music dead, i’ma bring it back
say the label payin’ for this sh_t, i’ma swing the tab
step_back, uppercut, then swing the jab
my lil’ b_tch a muslim, came to me in her hijab
in new york, you want somethin’ from me, b_tch, i’m posted on the f_ckin’ ave
i got birdies and i’ll make them take a f_ckin’ bath, then it’s, “bye_bye birdie”
he got money, then i let him have
count this paper ’til my motherf_ckin’ fingers scab
when i first started trappin’, started with a half
‘member when they first started bappin’, you don’t know the half (yeah, yeah)
if they find out what i’m cookin’, i’ma blow the lab
backdoor’s laboratory, throwin’ fours is necessary
new trap house, it got three stories
glock, but no conceal to carry
drop the tape, then chance the months, it’s halloween in february
cartier still screamin’, “wear me”
i k!ll the bear and eat the bear meat
b_tch needed some pape’, sob story spare me
b_tch, cry me a river (wes rudynvoski), i’ll give you ten thousand, tell me
what’s yo’ favorite song of mine?
found the gold, then blowed the mine
popped a perc’, then blowed her mind
babies in her mouth, none those are mine

- ceo trayle

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